What's wrong with me?

Hi ya'll!!! Well I know that it has been a while since I have posted anything... so here is my life in a nutshell:)

What all has happened since January 3rd??? Well one thing I can tell you HASN'T happened is sleep. I love my little bundle of joy... or my little whine bucket, grunter, whatever you want to call him :) I mean come on, how can you NOT love this little face.....

Just all smiles while Momma pulls her hair out in the middle of the night. Hey who told you motherhood was easy right?!?!? I can say that my 4 year old little rambunctious boy is one huge helper during the day! He is a life saver. My wonderful hubby-to-be-maybe-one-day is AMAZING as well. Even though he loves to snore and flail around like a fish out of a blissful sea in the middle of the night, that's why we are PERFECT for each other. I stay up at night and he stays up during the day with him (when he is not working) like a NORMAL person. Then again what is normal??? Ok T, let's stop the random ramblings now and get back on track. Little fat-fat has started physical therapy for a stiffened neck muscle, all is well there except his head is all cock-eyed and crooked.... but at least he is healthy. Eats like a champ! I'm talking drains me and bottle feeds. I should have mentioned before, I breast feed and supplement because I do not produce enough rocket fuel for my little jet engine ^^^^^ hence the nickname fat-fat. 

My Aunt came over from California for one of her visits, she comes twice a year to bask in the glory of farts, turds, mud, fake guns, and all around boy stuff. I am saddened that I have to take her to the airport tomorrow morning ::sad face:: Although while she was here hubby-to-be-maybe-one-day and I got to go out and have an ADULT date night. I am talking no baby, no teenager, and no toddler... I did not know what to do with myself!!!!! I have not had one of those in over a year... I mean come-on, the little bun in the oven still interrupts adults activities. Not all but some that I enjoy, like a drink or two.

That is all in the land of this Outlandish Momma and her minions:)

Until next time blog land, and hopefully it'll be a craft session!!! I LOVE CRAFTING!!!! 

The impending storm of doom

I live in the wonderful winter land of Connecticut. Yes the state where there is nothing to do but.... dun dun dun..... GAMBLE!!! To top it off, it is one of the most expensive places I have ever lived, and most people are CRAZY! Some crazy good and others not so much, but I wouldn't trade it for anything because this is where my family is.
To start my day off, a winter storm hits, they called for anywhere from 6-12 inches of snow. Now I thought that wasn't going to be so bad as last year we got about 2-3 feet of snow. So I precede with my day as normal, what is a little bit of snow?? Nothing right??? Apparently I did not get the memo that the world was about to end so I took my little fat-fat to the doctor, and as my suspicions were correct, he is getting to be a little chunk!!! 9 pounds 7 ounces of little adorable baby chunk! The longest 2 hours of my life sitting in a doctors office with a newborn and 4 year old!
As my day wears on I had to do some grocery shopping before this "impending storm of doom" hit. I am talking just a little grocery shopping. WHAT WAS I THINKING?!?!?!?!?!
The stores were EMPTY, I am talking no water, no batteries, no food. Yet I am pretty sure every person in Connecticut was at the store. Not to mention there was only 2 registers out of 22 open?!?!?! oh well right? Not much you can do about that.
This impending storm of doom hits and guess how much snow we have on the ground???? A WHOPPING 4 INCHES!!!!!! OH MY GOSH WE ARE ALL GOING TO DIE!!!! I go to the store today, and not only are there NO PEOPLE, the shelves are fully stocked and there seemed to be 20 out of 22 registers open.

~I will never understand how the wonders of the world work~

Who am I?

Let me start off by saying that I am a 27 year old mother of two and a step-mom to one.
My step-son is 14 who we will call K. He is my calm, cool, collective, too smart for his own good, straight A student.
My middle son is 4 who we will call Boo. He is my rambunctious, pain in the rear, testing, annoying but so darn cute and over-all good in nature son.
My youngest son is 1 month, yes one month, who we will call fat-fat. He is starting to get a personality, but as of right now, all he does is eat. He was born 11/30/13 at 7 lbs 1oz and as many newborns do, they loose weight. He went down to 6lbs 5 oz and by his 2 week checkup he was 7lbs 12 oz. We will see what he is tomorrow at his 1 month appt.

As for me, I am your not so average person. I have panic disorder and suffer from PTSD from events that happened to me as a youngin'. I am sure we will get into all that mamma jamma at a later date.
I also suffer from this thing called NO FILTER. I know, I know, it is not something to be ENTIRELY proud of but that is one thing that makes me special. That is also one thing that is great for you, yes you, the one reading this:) Why you ask? Well that means I am willing to talk about all the nitty-gritty things that some popularity-driven person(s) won't. Everyone has their opinions and are entitled to them, heck they can even back them up by facts, however I will indulge you with my life events and what I have experienced.

Some of my favorite hobbies that I will also eventually and periodically write about (but not limited to) are: crafting, creating, parenting, life, pregnancy, labor and delivery, my children, spousal support/ problems, life hacks, and whatever else comes my way:) Feel free to e-mail me about a specific topic you want to talk about (I will even keep it anonymous, just specify please) at theoutlandishmomma@gmail.com

~with love
       T