There is nothing cuter....

Than this...

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I won't be the one to tuck you in at night but I could be the one that fills a moment of your time every so often. So won't you give me a confidence boost and follow my blog? I know there are more people reading than following because of my stats, so why not follow?

I mean I am sure if you are a close friend or a family member you have noticed that I am posting pictures of the kids not on facebook. Mom, don't you think you should be following me? 

Also, while you are at it, why not share my blog? It's pretty interesting sometimes and aren't my kids just adorable? I hope you become a follower. After you become a follower I hope you remember what your kindergarten teacher told you and share my blog with others. I have a lot of interesting things to say but I need followers to give me the motivation to write!

If you know me, you know I never stop talking. If you don't know me, I'm Megan and this is my life. My crazy, unorganized, child centered life. I love it and I hope to make you smile and laugh and sometimes not want to read my blog because sometimes I can be disturbing, mean and sarcastic.

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Enjoy your weekend everyone and don't forget to let loose and boogie on down.

“Sing like no one's listening, love like you've never been hurt, dance like nobody's watching, and live like its heaven on earth.”

 

 

Embrace the Camera: 11/8/2012

I wrote this post Tuesday so I don't know the outcome of the election. I did my part. I voted.

This election hit home for me this year. There were a lot of important choices to be made. From healthcare, to equal pay, to education, to educational woes like loans...just to name a few. Having kiddos changes your views...on pretty much everything. So I'm not giving away who I voted for.

However....

I feel I voted for the person who could relate to being in over your head with student loans. 

I feel I voted for the person who would want my girls to make just as much money as someone elses sons are for doing the same job. Let's face it, Kayleigh is a pretty smart cookie and deserves just as much money in her paycheck and also in her pension. Yeah that was a joke, she probably will never know what a pension is. 

I feel I voted for someone who could relate to a hard working family just trying to "live the dream" and hoping that their need for medical care doesn't cause them to move into their parents basement. That almost happened to us when Dan lost his medical clearance and couldn't control. This is how it went:

If you were like me and had an awesome job with amazing healthcare, then you probably have no reason to think this is even a problem. Right? Wrong. When I was pregnant with my first child, my husband moved to Cleveland to be an Air Traffic Controller. I stayed back in Buffalo because I was seven months pregnant and didn't want to change doctors, insurance and I liked getting paid. My insurance was pretty awesome so my husband picked some rinky dink plan from his job since we had awesome Synacor insurance. It was basically a high deductible plan but who cared because everything was covered by my job. Then I quit my job to move to Cleveland with my husband and we lost the awesome insurance but that was ok because neither of us really ever got sick and the doctors office was great about slashing our bill from $300 a visit to $80 for Kayleighs well visits. She went practically every month at first so yeah, it sucked, but when January rolled around we would just get better insurance. Good Plan. The God laughed.

July. The month my husband was pulled off the floor in training to be an ATC because of an "eye problem." You can't control without corrected 20/20 and right now my husband didn't have it. To get his job back he needed that problem fixed, and fast. Lets start at the optometrist, or rather the several that he went to see who ran every test they could think of and x-rayed Dan multiple times. They referred him to a neurosurgeon in fear of a brain tumor behind his optic nerve. Multiple tests and x-rays led to No tumor. Next diagnosis: Multiple Sclerosis. WHAT? That led to several more specialists in the Cleveland Clinic along with MRI's, and a lumbar puncture also known as a spinal tap. NO MS. NO conclusion. I'm sure you are reading this and I am sure you are thinking THANK GOD. Dan is the healthiest man around there is nothing wrong just a crappy eye. We were so happy he didn't have all those horrible things the doctors were telling us he had.

Then they came. The bills. Mountains of bills one after another. All of which were either not covered by insurance or we didn't reach the deductible yet so we had to pay out of pocket. I swear the deductible was higher than the cost of an average house. The bills came to around fifteen thousand dollars. My husband is the healthiest man, but we are now going to die of starvation or exposure from living in a box. I called and no worries, they have a payment plan. It was about nine hundred dollars a month. That's reasonable right? After weeks of worrying and trying to figure out what the **** we were going to do, I learned about the Cleveland Clinic Foundation. We were eligible because Dan wasn't making a ton of money since he was still training. So we got lucky and our bills were covered. EVERYTHING was covered. Some people aren't that lucky and I also don't know if we will ever be in that position again seeing as insurance companies are slashing benefits daily. So this is pretty high on the list. Healthcare HAS to be reformed. I feel I voted for someone who knows this and hopes to remedy some of these issues plaguing Americans. After all, both the incumbent and nominee have the same exact healthcare plan right? Why is this even an argument?

I feel I made the right decision and hope I can look back twenty years from now and think, my kids have that opportunity because I helped make sure it happened. 

I am so proud of these girls already. Although, Riley could let me get a little more sleep. I wouldn't look like a tired zombie with a few more hours. Oh well.

OK, it wasn't THAT bad...

So I am sure you read my first post about potty training..oh you didn't? Check it out here. Too bad I went to the doctor last week to get my thyroid levels checked and since he thought knew that I was pregnant, demanded a pregnancy test. Well folks, hold on to your seats because I am NOT pregnant. Nope, so all that drama was just me. Damn.

So looking back, yes potty training was hard but my calculations seem to suggest Kayleigh was potty trained within the first week. She only had maybe three accidents from that first week until now. She also has only peed in her pull up at night once since the beginning. So if my previous blog post scared you I am sorry. It was stressful and hard but it is over and my baby is one step closer to being a young lady.

Hang in there friends. It gets easier. Then you move onto the next challenge.

Exercise your right

to vote. My two year old voted yesterday at the library. They are having an election between Clifford and Curious George and she chose Clifford. Whoever wins gets a display at the library. Come on, if a two year old can do it, so can you.

VOTE.

I know, you are so tired of hearing everyone talking about the upcoming election. Those relentless ads put you to sleep sometimes. VOTE. They will go away if you VOTE.

Nobody can see who you voted for. It is confidential, so don't worry. Just VOTE.

{Embrace the camera} 11/1/2012

Today I am embracing something that I will never personally understand or be able to enjoy but I can watch and live vicariously through these two. I embracing the bond of SISTERS.

I love watching these two play together. They play "chase" a lot where Riley chases Kayleigh around and they giggle. This can go on for an hour sometimes. They also wrestle...or Kayleigh is trying to pick up Riley who I am pretty sure weighs more than her. Recently, they have started playing "hide the ball" game. Riley loves playing with Kayleigh and is fascinated by anything she does.

Don't get me wrong. There are still plenty of not so nice sisterly moments, but I would like to focus on the ones that melt my heart. I never had a sister but if I had one, I would want the relationship these two have. I hope they are great buddies for years to come and have some time in their busy chase schedule for a snuggle or two with mom and dad.