Showing posts with label baby challenge legacy. Show all posts
Showing posts with label baby challenge legacy. Show all posts

Friday, September 20, 2013

Gen. 2: Do I Even Have Time to Write This?

Raise your hand if you have ever given birth to eight babies.
Raise your hand if you have ever given birth to eight babies, had to scramble to find them cribs, and had a screaming toddler on top of it?

Hmm, party of one I see.

Birthing these babies was time consuming enough, raising them is proving to be much harder.


Poor Lenna damn near starves daily and I just know that any minute social services is going to bust in and take my children...and I might not stop them.


If you ever want to know what it's like to take care of eight babies and a toddler, first set up nine different alarm clocks in three different rooms to go off every fifteen minutes three different times, then when the first one goes off, blow up a balloon and fill it with chocolate pudding, leaving it next to the alarm.  Then go to the next one and do the same thing until you get through all nine alarms.  
Next, the second alarm on these clocks are probably already going off, so run back to the one that's been beeping the longest and pop the balloon.  Clean up the mess it made all the while the other alarms are going off.  Do this at every alarm.
By then, the third alarm will be going off, so turn off all the lights in the house, run to the alarm that's been beeping the longest again and try to find the button to make it stop.  Do this with all nine clocks, then go back and reset all those bitches.

Do this for a week, sleep only when no alarms are going off, and see how you feel.


I feel sorry for poor Lenna.  She was an only child until all these alien babies came to be.  I am eternally grateful for the self-learning toys my mom bought for Lenna because if it weren't for those, she would never have learned her skills.  I just had to potty train her.


Lenna has my mother's eyes, which makes me miss her.  She has her black hair and blue eyes and is a quiet child and rarely demands attention, which let's face it is good because I have no attention to give her.


I literally have not slept in days.  I remember what my mom went through raising the quints - it was hard, but at least she had my sister Vickie and some time to sleep.  It might have only been two or three hours, but it was some time.  I DREAM of two hours of sleep.  Honestly one hour would be great.  The max amount of sleep I have had ever since these babies were born was fifteen minutes.


...and that was only because I passed out on the floor and I was in such a deep slumber I didn't hear the babies screaming.  Thankfully Lenna came in and woke me up.

Amazingly, the babies and I have both survived to the toddler phase.  Even though I am glad for that, I am dreading this age.  This is where they get mobile and knowing this crowd they might murder me.


The ringleader is Silla.  She has the green alien skin and black hair, but she has my eyes.  Her ears are also pointy.  I guess those alien genes are pretty dominant.


Next up is Rae.  She is a sweetheart and much quieter than Silla, which is good because they share a room.  She has long black hair and big, weird black alien eyes.  


Ezekiel is my first boy and looks like a male version of Rae.  He also acts a bit like her, more quiet then the others.


Lucinda is anything but quiet.  She is always the first one to start screaming and will not stop screaming until she is absolutely satisfied.  She has my blue eyes, but they are shaped slightly different and hair with my purple tips.


Marques has the alien eyes, dark brown skin, and pointy ears.  I have no clue where the dark skin came from, but I can only assume it has something to do with alien breeding as everything else does.  Marques is my little genius.  He is always working on things, which at this stage translates to getting into everything.


If toddlers could be sarcastic, Cash definitely would be.  He has slight lighter skin then Marques and my blue eyes and pointy ears.  He also always has a look of judgment and a smirk on his face, as if he's ready to start making fun of me any time.  This generally means that he spends a lot of time picking on his siblings.


Salina looks the most like me, with the exception of the green skin and black hair.  She seems very musical already.  If I put a music box in the girls' room, they all go to sleep but her.  She spends her time laughing and giggling at it.


Corinna is another genetic phenomenon with her blonde hair and her skin isn't as green as the others.  She kind of makes me nervous because I have noticed Aurora Skies seems to be overrun with blonde haired white people.
Either way, Corinna is the most patient of my babies, mostly because she is always the last to be cared for.


Taking care of this brood is ridiculously hard.  I get a little more time because they are starting to sleep more frequently, which is good because I can sleep and eat.


"Mama, what's that smell?" Lenna asks me one night.

Well, I can do almost everything.  I still haven't had time to take a shower.


Whether this is bad parenting or not, most of the time I just let the babies sleep on the floor.  It's a time saver really.  They pass out wherever they are and when they wake up the usually just start playing with whatever it was they were playing with the night before.  And we're all happy...until they're hungry...or need changing.


Lenna helps when she can, but most of the time it's either occupying them or handing out bottles.

Either way, she does work really hard taking care of her siblings and keeping up with school...not to mention pretty much taking care of herself because I never have time, so when I have enough money together, I work on a surprise for her.


I finish the basement downstairs and give her a bedroom of her own.  I make it pink, green, and orange because those are the most girly colors I can possibly think of, and Lenna is definitely a girly girl.


The biggest thing is I actually put a desk with a computer in her bedroom.


And I also finished out the rest of the basement into a family room and put in a TV.


Of course all of this leaves me broke.  I haven't really had a whole lot of time for anything since the octuplets were born.


Finally, finally it is time for the kids to age up...and not soon enough!  Maybe I can go back to doing something besides cleaning up baby fluids all day!

The Octuplets as children:


Baby 61) Silla - the no nonsense tomboy


Baby 62) Rae, sweetheart.


Baby 63) Ezekiel - the quiet one.


Baby 64) Lucinda - the loud, opinionated one.


Baby 65) Marques - the genius/pretty boy


Baby 66) Cash - the smart ass


Baby 67) Salina - the song bird


Baby 68) Corinna - the good listener

Saturday, March 23, 2013

Gen. 2: Bonnie's New House

Even though I only have one child and no plans to have any more, my mother insists on helping me buy a bigger house.  Since I only have one bedroom in my current house I let her.

Somehow I missed taking a picture of the outside, but here are some pics of the inside. (Once again, this house was built by my BFF...her talent constantly astounds me!)


Here's the living room - minus a TV and plus a huge book shelf and a swing for Lenna.  I definitely dig it.


The Dining Room


Kitchen


Play room right off the kitchen.


The guest bathroom.


My Bedroom - including a changing table and crib for Lenna.


The master bathroom


Even though I'm not continuing the challenge, Mom insisted on decorating the other three bedrooms for a challenge mother.  I just roll my eyes and let her.
Here's the nursery.


Here's the bathroom off the nursery.  I plan on giving this bedroom to Lenna because it has a private bathroom.


Here's the "Girl's" Bedroom


The "Boy's" Bedroom


Here's the other upstairs bathroom.


Friday, December 14, 2012

Gen. 2: Babies 58 & 59: Unexpected Babies


How did I even get here?  Oh, that's right...I wanted out of my insane, toddler-filled house so badly, and the only excuse I could come up with was that I wanted to go jogging.

In truth?  I would have rather been walking on nails or hot coals than stay in that house a moment longer.

Okay, I'm being over-dramatic...having four little girl toddlers and a teenage daughter will do that to you.

My Everard children have unfortunately aged up.


Serge has aged into a massively handsome young man with my hair.  He has plans to use that gorgeous mug to be a Star News Anchor.


Julianne on the other hand is also gorgeous, but has much different aspirations.  She has a slightly unhealthy love of fish and wants to obtain a Perfect Aquarium.

So anyway, even though I barely sleep, I had trouble sleeping last night.


I kept having these nightmares that a ghost was in the house.  I was afraid and I wanted to make sure my children were safe.

This ghost seemed harmless, but who can tell with ghosts, right?

Either way, I woke with a start extremely early in the morning.  Everyone was still sleeping, so I decided to go for a run.

Of course, when I get home, I encounter screaming...from not only the toddlers, but Polly as well.

POLLY: Where have you been, Mom?
BONNIE: I went for a run...
POLLY: Well, that must have been nice.
BONNIE: Don't be so dramatic, I'm here now...and guess what we're doing today?
POLLY: Haven't a clue...
BONNIE: We're getting these crazy girls aged up...we just have to teach them all their skills.
POLLY: We?  You got a frog in your pocket?


I give her a look as I hand her a child and that's the end of that.

Thankfully, we work together all day and are able to age the girls up by the evening.


Haylia is wearing green now and looks a lot like me, even though her eyes droop down a little lower and her hair, skin, and eye colors are all from her father.


Rayn is beautiful with long dark hair and her father's looks.


Liberty is a spunky one with my hair and the desire to wear it in a short, spiky do.


Nellie is quiet and shy and looks almost identical to Haylia.  She prefers wearing dresses and keeping to herself.


The next morning, I wake up and I think I might be catching a bug because I'm really nauseous, but thankfully it subsides, because I have big plans to take the girls to the park today.


Amazingly, I even get Polly to join us.  I figure this is a big accomplishment because the last place a teenager wants to be is in a park with her four little sisters and her mother.  Talk about lame.


She parks up on the top of the slide - I'm guessing the only cool place she can be seen - while her sisters go for the swings.

My stomach is still a little sour, but Rayn insists on pushing me in the swings.

RAYN: Mom, let me push you!
BONNIE: Okay, but be careful...


Of course, her idea of "careful" is much different than mine and she pushes me with all her might.

Oh, this is not good.


Sure enough, I end up puking...with Haylia behind me singing a chorus of "Ewwws"


BONNIE: Okay, let's not push Mommy anymore, okay?


Liberty plays on the jungle gym, pretending she's Rapunzel.


And Nellie plays by herself with her doll.






After awhile, everyone starts complaining about being hungry, so I throw some hot dogs on the grill.


As I'm cooking, Liberty walks over in a huff.

BONNIE: What's the matter baby?
LIBERTY: How much longer are we going to be out here?
BONNIE: I don't know sweetie...aren't you having fun?


LIBERTY: Well, I was for a little bit...but I'm ready to go inside...

Apparently, she doesn't like being outside so much...hmm, an anti-Bonnie...I would rather be outside than anywhere else, but some of my children don't inherit that gene.


BONNIE: Well, your sisters seem to be having a good time...can you stand it for a little longer?
LIBERTY: I don't know...I guess I could try...
BONNIE: How about eating your lunch, playing for just a little bit longer, then we'll go?


LIBERTY: I guess I could...but...did you bring any bug spray?  I think I'm being eaten alive by mosquitoes.

I don't see any kind of bugs out here, but I get the bug spray out of my purse and spray her with it.  That should keep her "plagued by nature" attitude away for at least a little bit.


BONNIE: Okay, how about we go to a movie after we eat?
LIBERTY: Really?!  That would be soo fun!  I love movies!  Can we see The Hobbit?
BONNIE: How about something your sisters might like too?  What about Wreck-it Ralph?
LIBERTY: Okay...I guess.


So after we eat, I round everyone up for the movie.


After the movie, everyone is tired and hungry again, so we head home.



Speaking of tired, we come home and both George and Hazel are lounging around...I wonder if they do that all day?

While I was out, I got a text from Brendan asking what was going on, so once I get all the girls fed I invite him over.


Of course we are both very happy to see each other.


As much as I would like them to go to bed, Nellie and Liberty are playing "Dueling Princesses" at the table.

BONNIE: Okay girls, time for bed!
LIBERTY & NELLIE: Uh...Mo-om!
BONNIE: No whining!  You have your first day of school tomorrow...aren't you excited?
LIBERTY & NELLIE: No.

Well, they're definitely my children.  Either way, school is a necessity.  I have heard of people home schooling, but I revel in the days that all my kids are in school.


The next day, they all look so adorable for their first day...Rayn and Nellie are the most nervous...
RAYN: Polly, what if no one likes me?
POLLY: What are you worried about?  You all have each other...imagine starting high school with no one...


RAYN: Yeah, but what if they make fun of us?
NELLIE: Or try to beat us up?
POLLY: Don't worry...I'll look out for you.  Everyone knows not to mess with me.  They know who my dad is.

I really wish she wouldn't bring up her father to other people.  They automatically assume they're going to get shot if they mess with her...but of course, it does keep the boys away...always a positive.


As soon as the girls take off, I fall asleep in the rocking chair, and there I sit until I hear Polly come into the back yard.

POLLY: Hey Ma!
BONNIE: *snort, slobber* huh?
POLLY: Mom, did you sleep all day?
BONNIE: No (yes) I was just resting my eyes.
POLLY: Uh-huh.

What is wrong with me?  I have been so sleepy.  I've been gaining weight too...I really needed to spend the day looking for the next baby daddy, but I guess that idea is shot to shit.


After finishing their homework, the girls get involved in all their activities.

Polly works on her painting - she's getting really good.


Rayn plays on the rocking horse.


Liberty reads a book...


Haylia plays house.


And Nellie plays "Reigning Princess" apparently she won against Liberty.


Over the next couple days, I work more on my sculpting and I think I'm almost finished with this mermaid, which is good because I need to be making money...when I get this sharp pain in my stomach...it almost feels like a labor pain...


The pain intensifies until I realize it definitely is a labor pain...especially when I feel a baby coming out!

How in the heck did this happen?


Much to my surprise, Baby 58: Marcandro Reed, a little boy is born...and he is very transparent.


and he is soon joined by a little girl, Baby 59: Dalphama Reed.


Well, this is awkward...


Turns out, my nightmares were real and I was impregnated by a ghost!