Take 2

Egosyntonic- behaviors, thoughts, feelings that are in harmony with the ego.
I love that word. I wish I knew what my ego needed/wanted.
I also wish I knew how to change the name of this blog. Its really annoying me.
So, if you're reading this- you committed to continue reading after first post so I will give you a quick background.
Im 38. Married for 12 years. Dated for 10 weeks prior to engagement. Unclear as to how that happened. It just did. No, I wasn't pregnant.
Hubs is 42 and is always able to make me laugh. He's super quirky and a lot crazy.
We have 3 darling children. Well the last one is darling. They first 2 are nutty balls of chaos. Loud, intrusive, hyperactive, funny, good looking messes.
Firstborn is a 3rd grade boy who is seriously handsome and smart. You can trust me when I say that because I am a mother who knows my childrens strengths and their maddenning weaknesses. Firstborn is a member of "Generation Psychopharmacology" and wears his patch proudly. God bless daytrana and all it's sticky magic. Firstborn also inherited his dear ole' dads tics. Endearing, you may think? You would be very wrong. An eye rolling, throat clearing, stomach sucking, sleeve biting, grunting soundtrack has played in my house for many nights over many years. Its slightly better with guanfacine (med # 2) but mostly we have learned that this is who he is and what he needs to do to live in this chaotic universe. That doesn't mean they don't make me homicidal at times. A lot of times.
He's so damn smart and funny and KIND that it lets him get away with almost anything.
Numero dos is my one and only daughter. Some people refer to her as "Honey Boo Boo" (and by some people, I mean her parents). She is a round ball of laughter, confidence and rage. Her impulse control is poor. She may kick you if she walks by you in the hallway. But she loves you and just wants to connect. That may be by connecting your face with her hand sometimes. I definitely see meds in her future too but at 5 years old, we're patiently waiting. She is the most confident girl I know and I want so much to bottle that confidence and re-open it when she's a teenage girl and some dick of a pubertal boy tells her he's just "not so into her". And then I will go and kill that dick of a boy. She dances like Elaine from Seinfeld who just got diagnosed with epilepsy- but she is convinced she will win "Americas Got Talent". She knows she'll be a wizard when she grows up.
And lastly- my baby boy. He is perfect. 6 months old and smiles like it's his job. He's so quiet, I often check  my back seat to make sure I haven't left him at Publix/work/school. He lives in casa de los locos here and just observes. Concerned that he was mute, I flicked him once and he yelped. That made me feel better. He's starting to coo- but even his cooing is so....MELLOW. Maybe all the anti-depressants in my placenta did him some good.....
Keep reading. We're just getting started.