outnumbered: my daughter

Not a day goes by that I do not think to myself "I should be putting this in their baby book or writing that it in the blog" The problem is with three boys baby books and blogs just do not rank high on the priority list. To be honest though even if there were more hours in the day I still do not know that I would be better about writing in this blog. The truth of the matter is even if there were more hrs in the day I would still fill up those extra hrs doing the exact same thing I do now... being a mom.
To make matters worse we got a dog. Her name is Allie Kaline. Ryan of course wanted to name the dog Al Kaline after the former Detroit Tigers right fielder and baseball hall of famer. (famer... is that a word?) While I supported the idea of honoring one of baseballs greats I did not approve of the dog being a male. (sorry but there is already two much testosterone in this house) So her name became Allie Kaline even though it should be Marley after that bad dog in the movie. She was born on June 3rd 2011 and we brought her home on July 25th mine and Ryan's 13 yr wedding anniversary. Just by chance, trust me Allie is NOT what I would have chosen for an anniversary present. The boys including Ryan had been on my ass for over 2 yrs to get a dog, even my in laws put the pressure on. In fact Allie is actually our Christmas present from them. When thinking about getting a dog I could not see past the potty accidents, vet trips, bills, mess, and all the other annoyances of a dog. The rest of the family visualized playing fetch and lets be honest here that is pretty much what they still visualize because despite their promises of helping with her, I have done it all and this damn dog is mine. We have had her for three months and I have done every bath, nail clipping, grooming, vet trip, etc. Me the one who did not want the dog. My throat hurts from yelling at her so much, in fact I just had to put my computer down because she stole Jackson dinner right off the table. The dog pisses me off. Ryan says I am heartless and thinks I am a bitch but all this dog is, is work. I feel like everyone is enjoying her while I walk behind her yelling at her for chewing something she shouldn't, cleaning up pee, washing the dirty paw prints off the floor,(it has rained a lot so far this fall) etc. I know I know everyone and their brother has told me to go to puppy classes to have her trained but guess what I am only one person and between watching kids full time out of my house, baseball, Lego club, cub scouts and all the other crazy stuff these kids have going on I just do not have the time or the funds. Allie is just another example of how us mothers put everyone elses needs in front of our own. I knew getting a dog would stress me out and add unwanted anxiety but after holding out for two yrs I caved. I will say this though I did put down the law on the type of dog we got, I would only welcome a labradoodle or a goldendoodle into the house because I wanted a friendly bread that did not shed. I knew fur all over the place would put me over the edge. So in an attempt to look at the bright side of things... I finally got a daughter and she is super cute!