Fabulous Friday and weekend letdown

Even though I've been out of the paycheck-earning workforce for nearly 4 years now, I still wake up excited on Fridays. Friday means the weekend is coming and the weekend means no work!
Right?

Er, no!

Now that I have kids and stay at home, there is really not a lot of "off" during the weekends. Sure, D is home, and he's off work. I still have to do most of the regular stuff, though of course there is some help. I do find though, that I want to NOT work and therefore I clean less. For years I couldn't figure out why the house was messier on Monday morning than any other time. After all, there were 2 adults home during the weekend so the house should be in good condition.
I finally realized that I was doing less housework, expecting someone to pick up the slack but someone didn't realize that the slack needed to be picked up. Needless to say, weekends have become a bit of a letdown. Don't get me wrong, I still like them more than the week.
I just hate hangover Monday.
However, this is still Friday so let's just ignore Monday for now, shall we?





PS - d is pretty much potty trained. We started about a week ago, while I had the flu. I'm not crazy, he just requested underwear. He's doing great now! Who knew?

Random Tuesday

1 - You know that you're ready for a vacation when you feel like going to the dentist (at 7AM!) is a break.

2 - d is going to be 3 in just a couple of weeks. I can't believe that my baby is turning 3! It's unreal!

3 - O no longer cares to crawl. I'd say he's walking about 85% of the time and he's getting very good at it. It's that awkward stage though, where they CAN walk but they're so SLOW that it's easier to just pick them up and carry him. So it's not a great help, I mean it's not like I'll be able to let him walk into the grocery store or anything. Still, you have to start somewhere.

4 - I seem to have a real lack of enthusiasm these days. d's birthday party is in 2 weeks but I'm not feeling excited about it really. O's birthday is in a little over a month and I have nothing planned. Baby's birth day is fast approaching and we've done absolutely NOTHING for that. Haven't even started setting up the guest room as the nursery, or contemplated washing baby clothes or decided on a name. (Colby Blaise or Cole Alexander???)
Easter is coming and it's O's first. Normally I'd be planning something, getting Easter basket stuff, etc, but this year I just don't feel the urge.

5 - You know what I AM excited about? March 7th. I can't wait to get away with my SIL's. I'm seriously excited and I'm a little bit ashamed to admit that part of my excitement is thinking about D doing everything on his own for 2 nights and part of 3 days.
I can't say I want it to go badly, per say, but a few difficult moments might make me feel better.
Not in a mean, vengeful way, but in a this-should-be-a-learning experience-way.

(And by learning experience I mean that I want him to learn that it's hard work and not always easy and I want him to be in a hurry and grateful to go to work on Monday morning because it's easier than MY job.)










After re-reading that I concluded I might be a little bit evil. However, I'm willing to blame it on the pregnancy hormones if you are.

Over the river and through the woods

to a bed and breakfast we go!
My SIL's and I are going on vacation. Woo!!


OK, it's really a short weekend trip and not so much a vacation. It should be fun though. No kids and no husbands.
The only bummer is it's a bit of drive, which is a little rough on my pregnant body but I'm sure it will be fine. Since D won't be driving I can actually stop and walk around some!
We're going to meet somewhere in the middle of TX and AL and stay at a little bed and breakfast and hang out. It will just be for the weekend, but it should be a lot of fun.
I've never, that's right - NEVER - had a weekend, or even a night, away from the kids since d was born. I did spend the night in the hospital when O was born, but I still had one of them so that doesn't count.
Now that O isn't nursing and I'm not too far along to stay close to home I feel like I have the option of going somewhere! I don't know exactly what we're going to do, but I will get to sleep all night.
I haven't slept all night since before d was born. He didn't sleep through the night till he was 2.5 and by then O was here. (and he doesn't even come close to sleeping through the night either...)
Even if that's ALL I did on this weekend it would be worth it!! The fact that I get to spend it with my two SIL's makes it even better.
I'm so excited! How will I ever wait till then? (It's not this weekend coming up, but the next.)




PS - spell check is working!

I haven't left the house since Sunday (and that was just CHURCH, people!) and I am in desperate, desperate need of adult conversation. There has been so much sickness going around that I have barely left the house this entire month and I'm about to go bat shit crazy.
Seriously.
The temper is at the surface, the patience is SHORT and the kids are bored. And I AM BORED.
How many more hours can I play cars and be climbed upon by a screeching baby before I run screaming out into the garage to eat an entire box of girl scout cookies? 2 tops. Maybe 3 if they nap first.

D has been sleeping in the guest room, not because he's an idiot, but because he doesn't want to catch the flu. He's also been getting up with the kids at night (bless him!) so he's tired and going to bed early, which means by the time we get the kids to bed and the house cleaned up HE wants to go to bed. In another room.
Which means I'm alone. With no adult to talk to.

My brain is going to ooze out of my ears and drip down to the floor because of how little use it's getting. And just where are all of you? Post something on your blogs my friends. I need something to read!

In other news:
Flu - better but more like an horrific cold now. Whatever. It's an improvement. Someone told me I can be contagious until the cough is gone or 2 weeks. WHAT?! Does this mean I have to stay home 2 more weeks?
I won't make it.

Dog - is annoying. Does anybody want one?

Husband - ditto.

Sick again

What is it with this winter? I just can't seem to stay well. This time it's the flu. Head pounding, body aching, I want to die, flu.
I have turned a corner though, and today the body aches and exploding head are gone! I've lost 5 pounds since Sunday, which makes me worried for baby boy, but as D kindly pointed out - I have stores. *ahem*
I still have no appetite, but did manage to choke down some cereal this morning.

D didn't take off work this time to "help" with the kids. I was fine with that, though it would have been nice, especially yesterday when I felt like dying.
He has rugby practice on Tuesdays and Thursdays and games on Saturday. He assured me he'd be home by 4:45 yesterday but didn't show up till closer to 5:30. (He's chronically late so that was no surprise.) I retreated wearily to bed, hopeful that he would have enough sense to take over care of the kidlets and skip practice.
No such luck for me. At 6 he asked me if I could get the kids to bed by myself and when I asked why he informed me he was going to rugby. I feebly argued for a moment but honestly I was so sick that I didn't even have the strength to hurl the phone at his head fight with him. So he went.
The kids went to bed early because they can't tell time and then I went to bed. D slept in the guest room. (Not because we were fighting, but because he doesn't want to get the flu.)

I felt well enough to get mad at him this morning. heh
His response was that this weekend is an important game and it will probably rain Thursday so he won't get to go to practice then.
MY response was that I'm 6.5 months pregnant and sick with the flu and taking care of two small kids all day by myself.
Things like this just floor me every time. What an idiot. I have no idea how to get through to him.
One day I know that he's going to realize how screwed up his priorities are but will that day come soon enough? Before I strangle* him, that is?




*no, I won't actually strangle him. Of course.

d's Valentine

The top part is what D wrote, obviously. d wrote his alphabet and did pretty well!
He fit A-T on this page.

U-Z is on this page. He colored in the V and W so those are pretty hard to see. Z is a tricky one. lol

E-F-F-O-R-T spells love.

To me, Valentine's Day is all about effort. Being thoughtful. (I know that this is NOT a strong suit of my husband.)
I've just about decided that Valentine's Day will always be a bust and that I'm not even going to bother next year, except for the kids. The only problem is that I actually enjoy doing things for D, leaving him love notes and cooking him heart shaped pancakes for breakfast. I only wish he enjoyed doing the same for me.
He did finally mention all the love notes I'd left him, but admitted that love notes weren't his "thing." Fair enough and no surprise.
He only ate 2 pancakes (his favorite!) because, in his words, it was doughnut day at work. *sigh*
Whatever. They were really good pancakes anyway.

He and Dane made me a card, which was perfect. D wrote Happy Valentine's Day (no love or anything though.) and d wrote his alphabet and his name. D knows me well enough to know this is the kind of gift that goes over well with me because it requires a little effort and it's from the kids. (and hopefully has the added benefit of teaching the boys how to care for the ones they love when they get older.)
He sent me an ecard from himself. While the message was nice and actually pretty sweet, the ecard is not something that I find acceptable from a husband on V day. (parents, friends, sister, etc, yes.) That's it.

Now, to be fair, we agreed not to spend ANY money on V day this year because we don't really have it to spend. I was fine with that and thought that I managed to find ways to make him feel loved and appreciated without spending any money.
I'm not sure what I was expecting. A love note tucked away in the diaper bag or refrigerator would have been a good place to start. A meaningful message or an offer to go out to dinner or SKIP RUGBY practice would have been nice as well.
(Lucky for me, rugby got cancelled at the last minute and I called D and told him we were going to dinner because I didn't feel like cooking. Still, if I hadn't suggested it...)
A back massage when I tell him that my back is killing me would have been a definite step in the right direction.
It's all about effort people!

This year hasn't been different than any other really. I know D and I've known him for almost 11 years. I think it's time to just accept that Valentine's Day is just another holiday for the kids now.

Valentine's Day is making me grouchy.

I've been leaving little Vday notes for D all over the house. In his lunchbox, in his car, in the closet, the dresser, the bathroom mirror; you get the point.
I know he's finding them, because I'll find them opened or in a different spot, but he doesn't mention them at all.
What gives?

Really, I wish he'd do the same for me. I know that Vday isn't till tomorrow, so maybe I'll be pleasantly surprised. I kind of doubt it.

people, pets and other stuff

Do you have a pet?
Do you ever wish you didn't have a pet?
I love our dog, P*nny, but I feel like I wish I didn't have a dog. She sheds, she smells, she eats a lot (she's 60 lbs) and she poops all over the yard. D hates to pick it up, and I don't want to either, considering the amount of poop I already have to deal with on a daily basis.
Going to the vet is expensive, kenneling is ridiculous and she is a great dog. A great dog! She's sweet and smart (and hyper) and great, great with the the kids.
We don't have time to play with her, I don't take her for walks anymore (though we do have a BIG yard) and she is lonely. She's like a big, hairy, guilt inducing chore.
I've thought of finding her a new home, but I don't know if I can bring myself to do it. Thoughts?
(I know, bad. BAD. Pet owner. *sigh* )
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My sil's and I are going to get together. NO husbands/fiances and no kids. We're only related by marriage (we each have one of 3 brothers...) but we get along so well. I'm much closer to them than I am my own flesh and blood sister.
I'm excited, but I don't know what we're going to do. We don't live close, so we don't get to see each other that much. I live in AL, one lives in TX, and one lives in TN so we need to meet somewhere. I don't drive in the city well (except my own. I have NO sense of direction!) by myself so that is an issue, also I'm flat broke.
I really can't afford to do this, but if I don't do it now, before #3 comes - I won't be able to do it FOREVER and I can't wait that long!
Any suggestions for a fun, cheap weekend? (I'm the only one with kids so sleeping all day and listening to the silence likely won't be a thrill for them. hehe)
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Do you guys watch the news? CNN?
Don't.
It's depressing.

Excuse the absence

I was busy throwing up till I couldn't see straight. Excuse my absence from comment sections all over the blogosphere. I tried to catch up, but there were just too many.
I promise I'll be better now that I'm no longer hanging over the toilet.
Is it spring yet?

Super Tuesday

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EDD

There has been some confusion as to my estimated due date. At first I thought it was the 26th, but the nurse kept telling me 2 days ahead at every appointment. (even today she said I was 24weeks, 1 day when - according to my edd - I'm 24 weeks even. One day is of no consequence but it still drives me bonkers.)
So then I thought it was the 24th. THEN, after my u/s the baby was measuring ahead and I was thinking it was the 20th of May instead. (we all know how inaccurate those measurements can be...)

I finally just came out and asked my Dr this morning when my edd actually is because at this point I have no idea. She said the 26th - which is not the answer I was hoping for - but at least I know. So, I'm 24 weeks today and I'm not changing that floating baby again. If Mister is ready before then, he can come on out, but we'll have to wait and see.
(though when I put in the edd of May 26th some tickers say 24w 1day, others say 24 weeks. I don't know what the deal is. hmph.)

I'm sure you were all sooo interested...
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Baby name list update:
Ty
Trey (no, I really don't like this one...)
Cole
Colby
Wes (eh.)

As luck would have it, D likes the 2 I don't. *sigh*