Recently l spent an evening at the Earth Monkey Mom Clothing Exchange. I overhear a mom talking with Linz about how she loved the blog, and that being a first time mom sometimes her days are hard and it was great to have other moms to relate to. I feel so far from what she was talking about now that my kids are older, but it took me back to a time when my 3 were little and here is where my story starts. I call this.......





So I have now been a parent for 9+ years, we all have our stories but one day stands out very vivid in my mind.... At that time my kids were almost 5,3 & almost 1. My oldest, max was in pre school so during his school times, nearly every week I would have play dates with my friends Jeni and Stacia, whom both had one child at the time. So it was me, Jack and my baby Elie hanging out. We had been working really hard to get Jack potty trained, he was 31/2, which I felt was ridiculous. Jack had been playing in a little room when I noticed his wet pants, and let me tell ya, I was instantly set off! "Jack, why did you pee your pants? Why didn't you tell mommy?" So I drag him in the bathroom, so annoyed, here we go again! But Jack had more to offer then a pair of wet pants. (This is where the story gets gross) My little man had pooped his pants, but this was no normal situation. His poop had somehow formed itself into a ball, baseball size to be exact! (no exaggeration!) So I spend a moment trying to figure out the best way to maneuver this thing, I shimmy the undies off trying to avoid the "ball" rolling down his legs, hold the "ball" in the undies

like a sling and gently roll it out into the toilet. Problem 2: my dear friend Jeni lived in a new house, one with low flow toilets in it, you get where I am going? Well Jack's "ball" was not in the water so I had to get it there....

I grab a handful of tp and caress the "ball" down into the water. (editors note: I just spit my drink out of my nose picturing Kim "caressing a poop ball!") 



Honestly without the difficult times, what would we have to talk about? This is such a short time in your life, and one day you will look at that child and think he is the smartest, funniest little turd in the world!

 For those that are new around here...our guest contributor Kim,

Is a married mother of three very "active" children. She manages an Italian restaurant and in one of the original "Saucy Sisters". Saucy Sisters is a sauce and salad dressing company that produces fresh sauces with bold flavors. Striving to make the home cook look like a genius, the Saucy Sisters will take your kitchen to a whole new level!

You Can find Saucy Sisters products at:

Redrock Italian Eatery

               The Rogue Valley Growers Market 

(during Market season)

 Soon in a grocery store near you!

                                      Visit their website at: www.saucy-sisters.com and

                                    "Like" Saucy Sisters on FB

Every post is more fun with a giveaway! So share this EMM blog on your page, "like" Saucy Sisters, come tell us that you did both and one lucky random winner will win one of our great sauces!!!

It's time once again to make you feel better about yourself as mothers! We do our best to corrupt you with our true sometimes icky confessions so you won't feel like you have to pretend to  have it all together. It's just an added perk of following our little blog:) hehe... Today we'd like to introduce the first of what's sure to be a long term series of posts... "You Might Be An Earth Monkey Mom If..." So sit back and bask in the glamorous life that a true Monkey Mom leads!

1. Your sink is not only full of dishes, but also a ball, a toy car and color crayons...


2. You think you brushed your teeth this morning...wait, was that yesterday?


3. You can't remember your name, but your pretty sure it's not , mommy, mommy, MOMMY!!!


4. Every time you reach into a pocket it contains a used snotty tissue.


5. Your idea of exercise is showering with a toddler on your hip.


6. Your favorite extra curricular activity is sleep!


7. Your favorite accessory is a Mr. Clean Magic Eraser.


8. You consider going to the grocery store alone better than a day at the spa!


9. The artwork on your wall looks like a 5 year old did it; wait, a 5 year old did do it!


10. You don't remember the color of your fridge, carpet or couch and we don't have to explain why...


11. You have a sign in your entry that reads "I cleaned my house 5 minutes ago; sorry you missed it!"


12. You pick out your outfit for the day from what's laying on the ground beside your bed and you may or may not have had to scrap the kid crusties off before wearing it... 


13. You have to use a spatula to scrape your counters off before you can wipe them down.


14. You've ben wearing the same toenail polish since October and just keeping painting layers over the chips.


15. Not even Mr. Clean Magic Eraser and fingernail polish remover can get the permanent marker of your wall and fridge.


16. You know what a "mommy tuck" is. (See this link if you are skinny and don't know what that means like flippen Gena!)


17. You've ever said, "Ugghh!! Who just pooped on the floor?"


18. You and your kids have had a "pajama day" for two or more days in a row.


19. You've re-worn the same make-up two days in a row... (Don't judge me...)


20. You're car smells like McDonald's French Fries and spoiled milk.


21. You've ever found an older dirty diaper in your purse, trunk or dirty clothes hamper.


22. When you clean your house your family asks "Why?" or "Is someone is coming over?"


23. You're husband has to ask you to "please shave your legs."


24. Your children ask when you are going to be "nice mommy again"


25. And Finally YOU MIGHT BE AN EARTH MONKEY MOM if your child has ever yelled the unsavory word/phrase in public that you said in the car right before you took them into a very busy store... (you'd think I'd learn after 2 or 3 times... noop)

 "Autism is our forth child" has been our mantra since our third son Crew was born. With two special needs kids we knew the dream of having 4 kids would have to die as we poured our life, love and energy into therapy for Sawyer and Thatcher and learn how to live with three very high maintenance boys. But now that they are getting older and doing phenomenally well... that sneaky little yearning for another baby has popped up and slapped me across the face.



Some of you probably know (because I plastered it all over facebook) that I got pregnant this past September. It was an accident, but I was so incredibly excited. Family and friends who heard the news... not so much. They knew my plate was full, and I think some were even a little frustrated with us for being "irresponsible". I didn't care though, even knowing how miserable my pregnancies are, knowing that bed rest and big blistery grossness could take over my body at any time (seriously that's how bad my pregnancies are) knowing I was prolonging the years of lack of sleep and sure to pack on another 60 pounds (cause that's how I roll) I was still so excited.  I had geared up for the crazy and was ready for another big eyed, chubby poop factory!! I lost the pregnancy in October and while I had to pretend to be fine and relieved (because it really wasn't an ideal situation), I was pretty heartbroken. It wasn't my first miscarriage, and the last one was a lot farther along and about 100 x's more complicated... so I felt like I had to just shrug it off... we'd been though this before, it was no big deal... only it kind of was to me.



Since then I haven't been able to shake the baby bug. I was ooing and ahhing over something cute and baby the other day and Gena said, "Shut-up, I'm going to punch you in the face." I should share Gena is smack dab in the middle of terrible two's with her little guys and has absolutely no desire for another one at this point. AND she's right ... she knows first hand the drama and all out pandemonium that goes on around here!! Anyway, everywhere I turn I see cute baby clothes... or someone is about to pop pregnant and I feel a tinge of jealousy...



A lot of you may be screaming at your computer right now wanting to remind me of past posts talking about the craziness and mayhem of my life and not even being able to go to the bathroom by myself. It's weird, even as I type my kids are going nuts and fighting and hitting... and I still want another one. My mom said she wanted another baby another my older sister got pregnant the first time, I don't know if I can't wait that long for these feelings to go away.

from joyfolie.com

The bottom line is, my husband doesn't even remotely feel the same way... so I'm pretty sure there is no hope of owning these spectacular little girl's boots. (you can stop hyperventilating now mom:) 





I'm just wondering why I feel this way and when these feeling will go away. Am I just being stubborn like usual and want one because no one in the world thinks I should continue to procreate??? Do I just really love little girls clothing and want to play dress up??? Or would a fourth child really complete our little family???



Are you done having kids??? If so how did you know AND if you are done do you ever question your decision... mama needs help.. or there may be a fourth baby picture to add to this set...