12:30 AM - home from mother's night out. Exhausted, but had fun. Fall asleep immediately.
3:30 AM - O screaming
4AM - 5:20 AM - O alternating between screaming and crying and throwing his paci on floor.
5:20AM- Bring O to our bed. d wakes up. d won't stop crying.
5:45AM - O finally sleeps in our bed with D. I lay down with d.
6:05AM- d is up for the day, leaving me with 3 hours of total sleep.
6:10AM- d cries because D is leaving for rugby.
6:30AM - D is gone, not to return till after bedtime. Mentally brace myself for long day, comfort d, who is devastated Daddy didn't have time to play with him. Silently hate rugby.
Watch 101 Dalmatians. d feels better.
7:40AM - O wakes up for the day.
breakfast, and ball playing are somewhere in here.
8:45AM - nap for O.
9 - 10:15- email checking, cartoon watching, getting dressed for birthday party.
10:15AM- O wakes.
10:30AM - leave for birthday party, which started at 10AM.
10:40AM - 12:30 PM - birthday party. FUN!! Cake, pizza and playing. Small tantrum at 12:25.
12:40PM - home
12:45PM - nap for O, print picture of L*ghtning M*Queen for d. He pulls out paper. Jams printer. Spend 20 minutes fixing printer. O is crying in bed.
1:10PM - Lay O down, retrieve Lovey. O is asleep. Potty, read book with d. Hope and pray for sleep since I only got a total of 3 hours last night and my eyes are bleary.
1:30PM - leave d's room because he won't shut up or lay still. Lay in my bed and pray for some silence. (and patience. Way too much irritated talking at d.)
1:45PM - D calls. Game is delayed due to rain. Will be home later than thought. Nearly burst into tears. Hang up.
2:00PM - d stops fake crying and throwing fit and comes into my room. I pretend to be asleep. He lays down with me, where he's quiet for 4.3 seconds. (some yelling and shushing ensues.)
2:30PM - he won't lay still, I'm near tears from being so tired. I tell him to play in his room with the door shut and be QUIET.
2:35PM - he goes potty again.
2:40PM - he plays in his room. Door open. Car crashing.
2:50PM - comes to my bed to talk to me. Not very nice words were exchanged *hangs head in shame*
3:00PM - d goes potty again.
3:10PM - begging and pleading (I know...)
3:15PM - d plays quietly in his room.
3:20PM - I sleep.
3:50PM - d wakes me up.
3:55PM - I give up.
3:57PM - O wakes up.
4PM - Cl*fford and goldfish crackers and sippy cups full of milk.
4:05PM - I hide in the bedroom and eat an entire chocolate bunny.
Mentally beat myself up for my lack of patience with my 3 year old.
4:32PM - I feel better. d asks if I'm up from my nap yet. *sigh*
4:34PM - d sighs and lays on my bed. "I'm tired."
edited: 5:17PM - Notice how boys smile and giggle at each other during dinner while I wash dishes. Think maybe day wasn't so bad after all.
Prediction:
6PM - bedtime.
Wishes:
A nanny. Some wine. Sleep. Rugby season being over. Pregnancy being over.
Not to have to answer "What did you do today?"
Saturday, March 29, 2008
Friday, March 28, 2008
Make a list Friday
because my brain is too jumbled to write coherent paragraphs. heh.
1 - Baby has 2 names, since we can't decide on one just yet. When he's born we'll name him, but I'm thinking we probably won't tell till then. However, MY name will likely win because I'm still not super crazy about D's name.
2 - It's spring! Woo! Spring rains are better when you have grass and your yard turns nice and green. Spring rains suck when you have red clay/mud and not enough grass in your backyard. Especially if you have cream colored carpet and a big dog. ugh.
3- My back hurts. My hips hurt. My tailbone hurts. I actually had to CRAWL across the house last night my hips hurt so bad. I know. I'm such a whiner.
4 - Water aerobics is wonderful! It's only $1 (I know!) and it's full of old ladies (read: people who don't look better than me in a swimsuit) and it makes my back feel so. much. better.
It's only MWF though, and after 24 hours my back is back to hurting. Like right now.
Come on 5PM!! I can't wait to get that weightless feeling!
5 - We are crazy busy right now. I don't know where the hours in the day are going. There are so many things to be done and the kids still need our attention and man, I'm tired. About 9 last night I was lying in bed (after having crawled from the living room...) and D was in the shower, lights were on, TV was on and next thing I knew it was 5:45 AM.
6 - This morning I got the kids up, dressed, and out the door to the grocery store. Then we went to a consignment sale. (which was mostly a waste, but I did get d two pairs of jeans for $2 for winter) Then to the bank - where I had to WAIT at the drive through because I got there before they opened - and was home for the day by 9:20AM.
I blame the grocery store and consignment sale for the back pain today. Yesterday it was sweeping's fault. heh.
7 - Spring cleaning hit me yesterday! I went through d's closet and pulled out all the things that are too small and put out his new bigger sizes for the spring and summer. I did the same for O and then I got out the newborn stuff. Ah.
Every time I get it out I have forgotten how small it is. I think, he won't fit into this! (he always does)
8 - I can hear O in his crib, awake from his nap and playing with his paci's and lovey. If I leave him till he starts crying, does that make me lazy or just industrious. (It'd be more industrious if I was cleaning or something, but still...)
9 - D's flights for his brother's wedding in May keep getting changed so that he leaves home earlier and earlier on Friday and gets home later and later on Sunday. We have discussed him going, depending on how I feel, even if I haven't had the baby. I would feel better if he were only gone one night, but apparently there are no flights to accommodate that request.
10 - I think I'm going to ask a friend to be in the delivery room with me if D can't be there. I'll feel better if I have a back up plan just in case I happen to go into labor while he's gone.
11 - He's starting to cry, so now I just feel bad. This concludes Make a List Friday.
1 - Baby has 2 names, since we can't decide on one just yet. When he's born we'll name him, but I'm thinking we probably won't tell till then. However, MY name will likely win because I'm still not super crazy about D's name.
2 - It's spring! Woo! Spring rains are better when you have grass and your yard turns nice and green. Spring rains suck when you have red clay/mud and not enough grass in your backyard. Especially if you have cream colored carpet and a big dog. ugh.
3- My back hurts. My hips hurt. My tailbone hurts. I actually had to CRAWL across the house last night my hips hurt so bad. I know. I'm such a whiner.
4 - Water aerobics is wonderful! It's only $1 (I know!) and it's full of old ladies (read: people who don't look better than me in a swimsuit) and it makes my back feel so. much. better.
It's only MWF though, and after 24 hours my back is back to hurting. Like right now.
Come on 5PM!! I can't wait to get that weightless feeling!
5 - We are crazy busy right now. I don't know where the hours in the day are going. There are so many things to be done and the kids still need our attention and man, I'm tired. About 9 last night I was lying in bed (after having crawled from the living room...) and D was in the shower, lights were on, TV was on and next thing I knew it was 5:45 AM.
6 - This morning I got the kids up, dressed, and out the door to the grocery store. Then we went to a consignment sale. (which was mostly a waste, but I did get d two pairs of jeans for $2 for winter) Then to the bank - where I had to WAIT at the drive through because I got there before they opened - and was home for the day by 9:20AM.
I blame the grocery store and consignment sale for the back pain today. Yesterday it was sweeping's fault. heh.
7 - Spring cleaning hit me yesterday! I went through d's closet and pulled out all the things that are too small and put out his new bigger sizes for the spring and summer. I did the same for O and then I got out the newborn stuff. Ah.
Every time I get it out I have forgotten how small it is. I think, he won't fit into this! (he always does)
8 - I can hear O in his crib, awake from his nap and playing with his paci's and lovey. If I leave him till he starts crying, does that make me lazy or just industrious. (It'd be more industrious if I was cleaning or something, but still...)
9 - D's flights for his brother's wedding in May keep getting changed so that he leaves home earlier and earlier on Friday and gets home later and later on Sunday. We have discussed him going, depending on how I feel, even if I haven't had the baby. I would feel better if he were only gone one night, but apparently there are no flights to accommodate that request.
10 - I think I'm going to ask a friend to be in the delivery room with me if D can't be there. I'll feel better if I have a back up plan just in case I happen to go into labor while he's gone.
11 - He's starting to cry, so now I just feel bad. This concludes Make a List Friday.
Thursday, March 27, 2008
Would you people
kindly stop posting for a minute so I can catch up?! Thx.
~The Crazy Lady in the Corner
~The Crazy Lady in the Corner
Monday, March 24, 2008
On the outside looking in
My parents came down for Easter and are leaving in the morning. It's been nice having some more adults around to help out with the kids, but it's also made me realize something.
My life is kind of crazy.
When it's just you and your husband and your kids and you do your thing everyday, it's easy to get accustomed to it. This is life. This is how it is.
(Potty chairs in the car, rearranging things around naptime when possible, only doing a max of 2 errands on each trip, not touching THAT car - because it's the special one)
When people you don't see very often come around and you start to see things through their eyes you get a bit of a different glimpse. When you hear, "I don't know how you do this." over and over you start to wonder: How do I do this?
How am I surviving this pregnancy with two very small, rambunctious boys? I don't really know how I make it through the day sometimes and some days I do feel rather hopeless and full of doubt. The physical pain of this pregnancy is pretty bad lately as well.
Just last night I was lying in bed and turned to D and told him that I don't think I can do this. This 3 kids, 3 years and under thing. I'm getting cold feet, especially when I lay in bed at night and think how impossible it's going to be.
During the light of day there's not a lot of time to think about it, you just do what you've gotta do. You do it because you have to, and you want to.
I'm not the first person to have 3 small children and I won't be the last. This isn't a new thing.
Yet, I worry that I'm not doing this or that right, or that I'm screwing up somehow. And I surely can't be assured that I'm not. All of our parents made mistakes, and I know I make them too.
It's life. The best I can hope for is that when my kids grow up and have children of their own they'll understand that I did the best I knew how. Because you just do.
My life is kind of crazy.
When it's just you and your husband and your kids and you do your thing everyday, it's easy to get accustomed to it. This is life. This is how it is.
(Potty chairs in the car, rearranging things around naptime when possible, only doing a max of 2 errands on each trip, not touching THAT car - because it's the special one)
When people you don't see very often come around and you start to see things through their eyes you get a bit of a different glimpse. When you hear, "I don't know how you do this." over and over you start to wonder: How do I do this?
How am I surviving this pregnancy with two very small, rambunctious boys? I don't really know how I make it through the day sometimes and some days I do feel rather hopeless and full of doubt. The physical pain of this pregnancy is pretty bad lately as well.
Just last night I was lying in bed and turned to D and told him that I don't think I can do this. This 3 kids, 3 years and under thing. I'm getting cold feet, especially when I lay in bed at night and think how impossible it's going to be.
During the light of day there's not a lot of time to think about it, you just do what you've gotta do. You do it because you have to, and you want to.
I'm not the first person to have 3 small children and I won't be the last. This isn't a new thing.
Yet, I worry that I'm not doing this or that right, or that I'm screwing up somehow. And I surely can't be assured that I'm not. All of our parents made mistakes, and I know I make them too.
It's life. The best I can hope for is that when my kids grow up and have children of their own they'll understand that I did the best I knew how. Because you just do.
Tuesday, March 18, 2008
More pregnancy stuff
There was a request in my comments a few posts ago to talk more about pregnancy stuff. Done!
1 - 9-ish weeks to go and I can't imagine actually HAVING 3 kids. I am slightly freaked about having more kids than hands.
2 - My back. My hips. They hurt. I spent an hour cleaning up the yard yesterday. (thanks Penny, and NO THANKS D.) I can barely walk today so that was clearly a big mistake.
3 - I took both kids to the grocery store this morning, because I must have a death wish. People are starting to look at me really funny. I don't know if it's the baby and toddler in the cart and the clear baby belly or the horrible waddle.
4 - I also had to go to the post office to mail a box. If someone can give me some clue how to do this easily I would appreciate it. I freaking hate the post office. HOW do you carry a box, an 11 month old, your wallet, your keys and keep track of the 3 year old AND open the non-automatic doors by yourself?! HOW!? And would it kill the people in line to take pity and let you go in front of them. Just saying...
5 - I bought 3 new shirts and 2 pairs of capris with only 2 months to go. They were on sale and I'm hot. (like, temperature wise, obviously) My one pair of jeans wasn't cutting it anymore.
6 - Nursery? What's that?
7 - Names? Working on it people! Cade, Seth, Trace, and Cole are my current fave top 4. d, however, INSISTS that the baby's name is Colby.
8 - Evil crotch pain is back. yay.
9 - I can't wait to meet this little guy. Pregnancy is exhausting me and I just want to meet my new boy already. I know it's too early and I have to wait, and I'm OK with that because that newborn phase isn't really a picnic either. (Hello hormones! Where did my sanity go?)
I just keep thinking about what he'll look like, how big will he be (not tooooo big, kthx!) and if he'll look like a carbon copy of my other beautiful boys. Will he look like a Cade or a Seth? Will he sleep all night (haha) or will he nurse every 14 minutes?
10 - I'm going to eat something now. Maybe cheesecake. (Trust me, that was pregnancy related.)
1 - 9-ish weeks to go and I can't imagine actually HAVING 3 kids. I am slightly freaked about having more kids than hands.
2 - My back. My hips. They hurt. I spent an hour cleaning up the yard yesterday. (thanks Penny, and NO THANKS D.) I can barely walk today so that was clearly a big mistake.
3 - I took both kids to the grocery store this morning, because I must have a death wish. People are starting to look at me really funny. I don't know if it's the baby and toddler in the cart and the clear baby belly or the horrible waddle.
4 - I also had to go to the post office to mail a box. If someone can give me some clue how to do this easily I would appreciate it. I freaking hate the post office. HOW do you carry a box, an 11 month old, your wallet, your keys and keep track of the 3 year old AND open the non-automatic doors by yourself?! HOW!? And would it kill the people in line to take pity and let you go in front of them. Just saying...
5 - I bought 3 new shirts and 2 pairs of capris with only 2 months to go. They were on sale and I'm hot. (like, temperature wise, obviously) My one pair of jeans wasn't cutting it anymore.
6 - Nursery? What's that?
7 - Names? Working on it people! Cade, Seth, Trace, and Cole are my current fave top 4. d, however, INSISTS that the baby's name is Colby.
8 - Evil crotch pain is back. yay.
9 - I can't wait to meet this little guy. Pregnancy is exhausting me and I just want to meet my new boy already. I know it's too early and I have to wait, and I'm OK with that because that newborn phase isn't really a picnic either. (Hello hormones! Where did my sanity go?)
I just keep thinking about what he'll look like, how big will he be (not tooooo big, kthx!) and if he'll look like a carbon copy of my other beautiful boys. Will he look like a Cade or a Seth? Will he sleep all night (haha) or will he nurse every 14 minutes?
10 - I'm going to eat something now. Maybe cheesecake. (Trust me, that was pregnancy related.)
Saturday, March 15, 2008
Happy Birthday to my 1st baby.
d turned 3 today, at precisely 4:24AM to be exact. I can't believe how fast these 3 years have gone by. d has taught me so much about myself as a person, and a parent, and helped me grow so much. He is such a wonderful, smart and handsome little man. I have so many hopes and dreams for his life, but above all, I'm proud to call him my own.
Wednesday, March 12, 2008
I quit.
As I was chasing my 3 year old (while carrying my 11mo old) into the park parking lot today, which happens to be at the TOP of a STEEP hill; I decided that I quit.
You should have seen me, 30ish weeks pregnant, carrying a 25 lb baby and chasing a toddler who was closer to being hit (by the cars in the parking lot and subsequently, by me) than ever before. If I could just. get. my. hands. on. him.
I didn't hit him (and neither did a car, thank gawd!), but oh oh, the urge was there.
I don't think I can do this for 10 more weeks. The baby climbs all over me and hurts my belly. The 3 year old is generally very good, but when he's bad. Oh. He's b.a.d.
The back pain, the "fake" contractions that aren't supposed to hurt, the "sleeping" on my side.
Ugh.
My everyday life is going to cause me to go into labor if I'm not careful. And, as you can see from my previous post, I'm clearly not prepared for baby yet so while I feel like quitting I can't.
PS - I had to do that 3 hour fasting glucose tolerance test today and it kind of sucked but I think I probably passed.
PSS - d has been fully potty trained for a couple weeks now. It was so easy that it's ridiculous. He seriously decided he was ready and trained himself. Sweet.
You should have seen me, 30ish weeks pregnant, carrying a 25 lb baby and chasing a toddler who was closer to being hit (by the cars in the parking lot and subsequently, by me) than ever before. If I could just. get. my. hands. on. him.
I didn't hit him (and neither did a car, thank gawd!), but oh oh, the urge was there.
I don't think I can do this for 10 more weeks. The baby climbs all over me and hurts my belly. The 3 year old is generally very good, but when he's bad. Oh. He's b.a.d.
The back pain, the "fake" contractions that aren't supposed to hurt, the "sleeping" on my side.
Ugh.
My everyday life is going to cause me to go into labor if I'm not careful. And, as you can see from my previous post, I'm clearly not prepared for baby yet so while I feel like quitting I can't.
PS - I had to do that 3 hour fasting glucose tolerance test today and it kind of sucked but I think I probably passed.
PSS - d has been fully potty trained for a couple weeks now. It was so easy that it's ridiculous. He seriously decided he was ready and trained himself. Sweet.
Tuesday, March 11, 2008
10 weeks
Holy Crap people! I only have 10 weeks till this baby is here. (give or take, of course!)
This baby, who is still unnamed, with no crib and no nursery. I have NEVER waited this long before getting things ready before. I am an organizer and it drives me bonkers when things aren't done well in advance of when they need to be.
I had d's nursery done by the time I was 5-6 mo pregnant! O's room was finished by the time I was 6 mo pregnant as well. Here I sit, with only 10 weeks to go, and I haven't even named the kid yet.
Where the hell is my copy of Baby Name Wizard?! I need to get moving!
This baby, who is still unnamed, with no crib and no nursery. I have NEVER waited this long before getting things ready before. I am an organizer and it drives me bonkers when things aren't done well in advance of when they need to be.
I had d's nursery done by the time I was 5-6 mo pregnant! O's room was finished by the time I was 6 mo pregnant as well. Here I sit, with only 10 weeks to go, and I haven't even named the kid yet.
Where the hell is my copy of Baby Name Wizard?! I need to get moving!
Monday, March 10, 2008
I hate you Little Rock!
When we last chatted, I was leaving to go on a nice little weekend away with my 2 lovely sisters in law. (C & M) C was nice enough to fly down to where I live even though it was certainly out of her way and totally inconvenient since we had to drive THROUGH where SHE lives to get to Little Rock anyway. (and it's 3+ hours)
However, she obviously knows me well enough to know I was quite likely to chicken out without someone to make me go. heh
Indeed, when it started snowing and sleeting halfway to Memphis I would have turned tail and come home had I been driving alone. But, C is from the North and a much braver driver than me so we pressed on. We made it through Memphis alright, and were about 70 miles outside of Little Rock when traffic suddenly came to a standstill. FOR 3 HOURS.
It was already taking us a bit longer than it should have because of the icy and snowy conditions, but we were doing pretty well until we got stuck behind what must have been a terrible accident.
After those 3 hours, when we finally started moving again we went as fast as we could to the nearest uncrowded exit. I've NEVER liked M*Donald's but I have never been so happy to see those golden arches. Bathroom!!! Food!!! YAY!!!
So, at this point it was 9:30 PM and we had been set to pick up M at the airport at 8PM, but she ended up taking a taxi to our B&B instead. We thought we'd be in LR in another 1-2 hours, but we were so, so wrong. About 15 miles from LR we came to another standstill, luckily for only about 30-45 minutes this time. After that the roads really cleared up, it looked like perhaps they'd been plowed and salted and it wasn't so dangerous.
We got into LR and saw yet ANOTHER standstill. WTH!? C quickly took the nearest exit and we made our way around it somehow. I certainly have no idea how really, being that I have no sense of direction whatsoever.
We were almost to our exit and there was another accident. We probably sat for about 20 minutes this time, but we couldn't go around because this was our exit. When we finally got through it we were so excited. After all, it was almost midnight at this point and we were almost there!!! We rounded a turn and guess what we saw? Yeah, another accident.
Dammit! At this point I was feeling some road rage and also could NOT understand why every accident made traffic come to a standstill. After all, all of the accidents were in the ditch or on the shoulder.
Enough talk about that. We made it to the B&B around 1AM (About 13 hours after we left my house. It should have been a 5.5-6 hr drive.) and fell into bed exhausted. (after opening the windows because that place was like a sauna!)
I admit I had a little trouble falling asleep because I was afraid that someone was really trying to keep us from making it there for some reason. What if it burned down or something?! (See - totally crazy thoughts go through my mind...)
Needless to say, by the time we made it we both had a healthy hatred of LR and the drivers there. I know it may not be LR's fault, but I'll have trouble thinking kindly of it in the future.
On to Saturday! Breakfast was yummy, the conversation was great and I had a wonderful time with C & M. I'm really very lucky to have such wonderful sisters in law.
We went shopping, hung out at Starbucks, watched a little (or a lot) of the Food Network and went out to dinner at PF Changs, where I'd never been before. It was really yummy and then we went and saw a movie, Juno, which made me cry and cry. It was so good!*
Then it was early to bed, early to rise, drop M off at the airport and head home. C picked up her car in their city and from there I drove the 3+ hours home by myself, quite uneventfully. (except for REALLY needing to pee and every gas station seemed to have broken bathrooms. Finally a Mickey D's saved the day again.)
I got home around 4 and was so happy to see the boys again. d went on and on about how he missed me and I do believe it wasn't quite as easy as D had thought. He certainly went into work a little early this morning. O didn't even seem to notice that I was gone, nor that I was back.
D did a good job while I was gone too. The kids were fed, (pizza and R*men noodles, but still) napped, and the house was presentable. He took them to a birthday party and the park and even remembered to feed the dog. (OK, I left him a note.) He even made banana bread, from scratch. I was impressed!
I think he has a little more appreciation for me than he previously did, but something unexpected came out of the trip for me as well. I realized how much I love being home with my kids and how much I appreciate my husband for all that he does. There are many husbands who would never dream of doing what he did. We had such a nice talk when I got home too, I believe he really missed me more than he expected. It was a wonderful idea to go on this trip, and I think it was good for each of us personally, as well as for our marriage.
So girls, where are we going next year? (Not LR!)
*I get to watch movies in theaters less than once a year, so take my review with a grain of salt.
However, she obviously knows me well enough to know I was quite likely to chicken out without someone to make me go. heh
Indeed, when it started snowing and sleeting halfway to Memphis I would have turned tail and come home had I been driving alone. But, C is from the North and a much braver driver than me so we pressed on. We made it through Memphis alright, and were about 70 miles outside of Little Rock when traffic suddenly came to a standstill. FOR 3 HOURS.
It was already taking us a bit longer than it should have because of the icy and snowy conditions, but we were doing pretty well until we got stuck behind what must have been a terrible accident.
After those 3 hours, when we finally started moving again we went as fast as we could to the nearest uncrowded exit. I've NEVER liked M*Donald's but I have never been so happy to see those golden arches. Bathroom!!! Food!!! YAY!!!
So, at this point it was 9:30 PM and we had been set to pick up M at the airport at 8PM, but she ended up taking a taxi to our B&B instead. We thought we'd be in LR in another 1-2 hours, but we were so, so wrong. About 15 miles from LR we came to another standstill, luckily for only about 30-45 minutes this time. After that the roads really cleared up, it looked like perhaps they'd been plowed and salted and it wasn't so dangerous.
We got into LR and saw yet ANOTHER standstill. WTH!? C quickly took the nearest exit and we made our way around it somehow. I certainly have no idea how really, being that I have no sense of direction whatsoever.
We were almost to our exit and there was another accident. We probably sat for about 20 minutes this time, but we couldn't go around because this was our exit. When we finally got through it we were so excited. After all, it was almost midnight at this point and we were almost there!!! We rounded a turn and guess what we saw? Yeah, another accident.
Dammit! At this point I was feeling some road rage and also could NOT understand why every accident made traffic come to a standstill. After all, all of the accidents were in the ditch or on the shoulder.
Enough talk about that. We made it to the B&B around 1AM (About 13 hours after we left my house. It should have been a 5.5-6 hr drive.) and fell into bed exhausted. (after opening the windows because that place was like a sauna!)
I admit I had a little trouble falling asleep because I was afraid that someone was really trying to keep us from making it there for some reason. What if it burned down or something?! (See - totally crazy thoughts go through my mind...)
Needless to say, by the time we made it we both had a healthy hatred of LR and the drivers there. I know it may not be LR's fault, but I'll have trouble thinking kindly of it in the future.
On to Saturday! Breakfast was yummy, the conversation was great and I had a wonderful time with C & M. I'm really very lucky to have such wonderful sisters in law.
We went shopping, hung out at Starbucks, watched a little (or a lot) of the Food Network and went out to dinner at PF Changs, where I'd never been before. It was really yummy and then we went and saw a movie, Juno, which made me cry and cry. It was so good!*
Then it was early to bed, early to rise, drop M off at the airport and head home. C picked up her car in their city and from there I drove the 3+ hours home by myself, quite uneventfully. (except for REALLY needing to pee and every gas station seemed to have broken bathrooms. Finally a Mickey D's saved the day again.)
I got home around 4 and was so happy to see the boys again. d went on and on about how he missed me and I do believe it wasn't quite as easy as D had thought. He certainly went into work a little early this morning. O didn't even seem to notice that I was gone, nor that I was back.
D did a good job while I was gone too. The kids were fed, (pizza and R*men noodles, but still) napped, and the house was presentable. He took them to a birthday party and the park and even remembered to feed the dog. (OK, I left him a note.) He even made banana bread, from scratch. I was impressed!
I think he has a little more appreciation for me than he previously did, but something unexpected came out of the trip for me as well. I realized how much I love being home with my kids and how much I appreciate my husband for all that he does. There are many husbands who would never dream of doing what he did. We had such a nice talk when I got home too, I believe he really missed me more than he expected. It was a wonderful idea to go on this trip, and I think it was good for each of us personally, as well as for our marriage.
So girls, where are we going next year? (Not LR!)
*I get to watch movies in theaters less than once a year, so take my review with a grain of salt.
Thursday, March 06, 2008
tomorrow
I'm going on my little trip tomorrow! I'm suddenly nervous. I'm so not the kind of person who does things like this very often. I rarely leave the kids at all!!! I know D will do fine, and I will enjoy myself. I hate that I'm feeling so nervous.
Last night I practically had a panic attack just thinking about it. D left O in the bathtub ALONE with NO BATH SEAT and left the room.
O, who is not yet 11 months old. I chewed him out and started thinking about all the terrible things that could happen while my absent minded husband is on the job. (Stupid, wild things that are better left unwritten, lest you think I'm a paranoid freak.)
Hence - panic attack.
I calmed down though, and I'm sure everything will be fine. It will be fine I tell you!!! FINE!
Last night I practically had a panic attack just thinking about it. D left O in the bathtub ALONE with NO BATH SEAT and left the room.
O, who is not yet 11 months old. I chewed him out and started thinking about all the terrible things that could happen while my absent minded husband is on the job. (Stupid, wild things that are better left unwritten, lest you think I'm a paranoid freak.)
Hence - panic attack.
I calmed down though, and I'm sure everything will be fine. It will be fine I tell you!!! FINE!
Monday, March 03, 2008
I hate you blogger & Not Miserable Monday
Ok, Blogger sucks. I had a really long post and blogger ate it. It actually disappeared. SUCK!
I'll try to recreate it.
Not Miserable Monday:
Thanks in part to Swistle's post, and in part to my husband, Monday isn't miserable today. We were gone most of the day Saturday to a rugby game, and it was good and bad. Good because it was 65 degrees, sunny and beautiful. Bad because the pitch was at the bottom of a steep hill and our car, with d's potty, was at the top. (and he had to pee every 4.6 seconds) Also, it was muddy and I had to carry O most of the day. He's heavy!
Anyway, we got home around 5 and I had a baby shower for some moms in my meetup group at 7 so the house got very little attention from me on Saturday. I didn't get home till midnight and went straight to bed, so I didn't really look around. On Sunday (after D attempted to let me sleep in, the kids were so loud though...) I woke up to a really clean house! D had cleaned the kitchen and playroom, which were a mess, and picked up the rest of the house too. Yay!
He's also been getting up with the kids at night (mostly O) for over a month now. I don't even have to get out of bed most nights, and it's wonderful. We shared the duty before, but my belly is making it harder to lean over O's crib and I don't have the perseverance D does for making him sleep in his own bed. I always just bring him to our bed and go back to sleep. heh.
Sunday was about 75 and another beautiful day! We didn't do anything extraordinary, we just went to the store, and took a picnic to the park, but it was such a nice day.
I know I use this blog to complain about D alot, but it's mostly just venting. He's really a damn good husband and a wonderful father. Sometimes he doesn't get things right, or does something stupid, (and who doesn't?!) but he also does a lot of great things. He's been really picking up the slack around here lately, and it makes me feel good that he did so without me asking and begging for help.
The kids really adore him and it's nice to have a husband who likes to play with the kids and do things with them. I think he's realizing too, that when I'm happy, he's happy, if you know what I mean. *ahem*
In short, this Monday isn't miserable and, to make the week even better, my trip with my SIL's is this Friday. !!!!
I'll try to recreate it.
Not Miserable Monday:
Thanks in part to Swistle's post, and in part to my husband, Monday isn't miserable today. We were gone most of the day Saturday to a rugby game, and it was good and bad. Good because it was 65 degrees, sunny and beautiful. Bad because the pitch was at the bottom of a steep hill and our car, with d's potty, was at the top. (and he had to pee every 4.6 seconds) Also, it was muddy and I had to carry O most of the day. He's heavy!
Anyway, we got home around 5 and I had a baby shower for some moms in my meetup group at 7 so the house got very little attention from me on Saturday. I didn't get home till midnight and went straight to bed, so I didn't really look around. On Sunday (after D attempted to let me sleep in, the kids were so loud though...) I woke up to a really clean house! D had cleaned the kitchen and playroom, which were a mess, and picked up the rest of the house too. Yay!
He's also been getting up with the kids at night (mostly O) for over a month now. I don't even have to get out of bed most nights, and it's wonderful. We shared the duty before, but my belly is making it harder to lean over O's crib and I don't have the perseverance D does for making him sleep in his own bed. I always just bring him to our bed and go back to sleep. heh.
Sunday was about 75 and another beautiful day! We didn't do anything extraordinary, we just went to the store, and took a picnic to the park, but it was such a nice day.
I know I use this blog to complain about D alot, but it's mostly just venting. He's really a damn good husband and a wonderful father. Sometimes he doesn't get things right, or does something stupid, (and who doesn't?!) but he also does a lot of great things. He's been really picking up the slack around here lately, and it makes me feel good that he did so without me asking and begging for help.
The kids really adore him and it's nice to have a husband who likes to play with the kids and do things with them. I think he's realizing too, that when I'm happy, he's happy, if you know what I mean. *ahem*
In short, this Monday isn't miserable and, to make the week even better, my trip with my SIL's is this Friday. !!!!
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