Worked in yard all weekend.
Stop.
Can hardly move hands.
Stop.
Anneleise helped.
Stop.
Will be a long time before I wish to hear "me help momma".
Stop.
Who am I kidding, it was fun.
Stop.
Did I mention Beka is snotty again.
Stop.
Allergies?
Stop.
Tom had the twinos all day.
Stop.
He wants to know how do you get Beka from pulling Atty's hair, all the time.
Stop.
Ouch.
More motrin.
May 31, 2009
May 28, 2009
Under the ruble.
So we are seeing the end of the tunnel. 2 out of 3 are better, one Atty is struggling, but if she takes course like the others we are on the down hill side today. We will see. All I can really say is Wow!
Seems like this may have been coming on for a little more than a week or so, I think that is a long time for an incubation period, but Beka and Anneleise's behavior is even better so I am again left scratching my head, thankful that we survived it and stayed out of the hospital, but non the wiser.
So 3 years. This week we found out that in fact Aubrey's condition was what originally thought and pretty bad, I think the words were"lethal". I researched hospitals, I wanted to go to Shands, I couldn't figure out how we could move and run two households and Tom not lose his job which we needed for insurance being we were about to have a million dollar (best estimate)baby. We decided on Philadelphia. We moved into our home, left pretty much unpacked, had to make several trips to Philly through the month. Everything we did was to get ready for these two babies that we waited forever for.
If I reminiscence much further than that I enter the no-go zone. Hum. There is so much to my life, I once thought I was a simple being, hence the leader in my blog blurb, maybe in theory I want this, to be a simple being, but in reality I am a very detailed, intertwined complex and if I must say so myself a sophisticated person. Let me not mislead you in that I am a sophisticated classy person, just, well not your average kinda being. Things that bother me wouldn't most, thing that bother many I find irrelevant.
I have been sorting through things in my head ( a very scary place!) as of lately. Not that I am not happy, I just know that I am not of my full potential, that there is still more darkness that is keeping my light from shining. I find myself in angst over the last few month with this and have determined a list of things that are the things that I really need to focus on in my life right now. Being a Mom to my awesome kiddos of course is number one, and I always have a few number ones. For the last 10 years making money to pay for specialist, it was getting pregnant and staying pregnant then having a baby live. Nothing came before, nothing came after. After about two years of this you (we me, us) hit a place where we were spent emotionally, physically, spiritually and financially. I had a conversation with myself, it was tough, "you either give up, or go down fighting". I fought, hard and long, I accepted failure as a learning experience, I took disappointment as handshake to greet tough days ahead. You (I) became focused, I manipulated my body to swim up stream like salmon in the spring, I overlooked all the side effects (emotionally and physically) I put anything that interfered in a vault to deal with later, after all.."I will have the rest of my life to deal with these things". I never imagined the journey, the walk, the rawness of the last 12 years of my life.
Long over rated story short, I won the battle, I have four of the most amazing children, three I love here on this insane earth, one will be my forever baby, the last sight of her she was 14 days old, she will be 14 days old forever in my heart and mind.
But now this "phase" and I use that term lightly, this was not a phase for us, turned out to be a journey, but for lack of a better word I refer to this period as our "baby phase" must be over. There is a whole host of whys, but not many make me feel good about it. I had a tubal after my last section, I'm not happy about this, the tubal it self has left a scar in my heart, but after the last pregnancy, physically and medically I just don't know if I could get pregnant and get a baby here healthy and safely and me survive to see the next day. I also just turned 40. Really I have 3 children under three and I am 40. Assuming that none of our children are held back or fail and we can squeeze a summer school class or two in high school I may get to see them graduate prior to me entering a nursing home. It is looking like Anneleise has been dealt some obstacles from the difficult pregnancy and Aubrey's condition that will require her some serious oral surgery and the looming diagnosis of Apraxia. I remain hopeful as her speech is really improving but only time will tell and we will need to be financially ready for what is to come. Tom wants to stop. He says that he is very happy with the three girls. He said that if our last pregnancy would have been easier, safer and less fearful, maybe but he just can't ride that ride anymore. I guess if you get the shit scared out of twice on a ride you wouldn't get on a third. I have to think of others other than my self. Tom is a good husband, and awesome father , a kind man, but Tom and I have done nothing with our marriage, our life's, our careers, our health our hearts and minds since two days after we were married and I went into the hospital leading to two months in the hospital in and out, a huge and I mean huge abdominal surgery which put even a louder and faster ticking clock in our having a family clock. This started in 98", it is 2009 and we have had some spontaneously great moments here and there, we have almost divorced twice, other than that we have just fought to be here.
There is a me that has been lost. A us that is covered in clutter and false ideas and emotions, there is a me who has spent more time thinking and dreaming than living, a us who walks around our emotional states like they are planted with landmines. Our needs are so unparallel because we don't know each other, we know who we were, not who we have become.
Under the ruble. I think I need to branch out, find the me that I was before that fateful day when we lost our first baby. 1997, the Monday following Mother's Day. My blog tends to run in circles of my kiddlets and under this roof. They are my life, but I never processes much of the life I borrowed until they came. I say I borrowed it because I have realized that my life is at best half over, and conservatively speaking I feel like I have only lived half of that. There is intense anxiety over the things I want to do for me, my family, my husband . Places to see , places to go. I am very angry, I am very scared, and very disappointed. I used to think having your parents disappointed in you was bad, but being disappointed in yourselves is much worse I think. I never minded time, but now I fear as though I should have because it seems to have become my enemy.
Well, this is already way to long, and it really just is babbling with a hint of self rationalization. So maybe I can throw you a bone later, can't promise though...thinking "mother went to the cupboard and the cupboard is bare".
Seems like this may have been coming on for a little more than a week or so, I think that is a long time for an incubation period, but Beka and Anneleise's behavior is even better so I am again left scratching my head, thankful that we survived it and stayed out of the hospital, but non the wiser.
So 3 years. This week we found out that in fact Aubrey's condition was what originally thought and pretty bad, I think the words were"lethal". I researched hospitals, I wanted to go to Shands, I couldn't figure out how we could move and run two households and Tom not lose his job which we needed for insurance being we were about to have a million dollar (best estimate)baby. We decided on Philadelphia. We moved into our home, left pretty much unpacked, had to make several trips to Philly through the month. Everything we did was to get ready for these two babies that we waited forever for.
If I reminiscence much further than that I enter the no-go zone. Hum. There is so much to my life, I once thought I was a simple being, hence the leader in my blog blurb, maybe in theory I want this, to be a simple being, but in reality I am a very detailed, intertwined complex and if I must say so myself a sophisticated person. Let me not mislead you in that I am a sophisticated classy person, just, well not your average kinda being. Things that bother me wouldn't most, thing that bother many I find irrelevant.
I have been sorting through things in my head ( a very scary place!) as of lately. Not that I am not happy, I just know that I am not of my full potential, that there is still more darkness that is keeping my light from shining. I find myself in angst over the last few month with this and have determined a list of things that are the things that I really need to focus on in my life right now. Being a Mom to my awesome kiddos of course is number one, and I always have a few number ones. For the last 10 years making money to pay for specialist, it was getting pregnant and staying pregnant then having a baby live. Nothing came before, nothing came after. After about two years of this you (we me, us) hit a place where we were spent emotionally, physically, spiritually and financially. I had a conversation with myself, it was tough, "you either give up, or go down fighting". I fought, hard and long, I accepted failure as a learning experience, I took disappointment as handshake to greet tough days ahead. You (I) became focused, I manipulated my body to swim up stream like salmon in the spring, I overlooked all the side effects (emotionally and physically) I put anything that interfered in a vault to deal with later, after all.."I will have the rest of my life to deal with these things". I never imagined the journey, the walk, the rawness of the last 12 years of my life.
Long over rated story short, I won the battle, I have four of the most amazing children, three I love here on this insane earth, one will be my forever baby, the last sight of her she was 14 days old, she will be 14 days old forever in my heart and mind.
But now this "phase" and I use that term lightly, this was not a phase for us, turned out to be a journey, but for lack of a better word I refer to this period as our "baby phase" must be over. There is a whole host of whys, but not many make me feel good about it. I had a tubal after my last section, I'm not happy about this, the tubal it self has left a scar in my heart, but after the last pregnancy, physically and medically I just don't know if I could get pregnant and get a baby here healthy and safely and me survive to see the next day. I also just turned 40. Really I have 3 children under three and I am 40. Assuming that none of our children are held back or fail and we can squeeze a summer school class or two in high school I may get to see them graduate prior to me entering a nursing home. It is looking like Anneleise has been dealt some obstacles from the difficult pregnancy and Aubrey's condition that will require her some serious oral surgery and the looming diagnosis of Apraxia. I remain hopeful as her speech is really improving but only time will tell and we will need to be financially ready for what is to come. Tom wants to stop. He says that he is very happy with the three girls. He said that if our last pregnancy would have been easier, safer and less fearful, maybe but he just can't ride that ride anymore. I guess if you get the shit scared out of twice on a ride you wouldn't get on a third. I have to think of others other than my self. Tom is a good husband, and awesome father , a kind man, but Tom and I have done nothing with our marriage, our life's, our careers, our health our hearts and minds since two days after we were married and I went into the hospital leading to two months in the hospital in and out, a huge and I mean huge abdominal surgery which put even a louder and faster ticking clock in our having a family clock. This started in 98", it is 2009 and we have had some spontaneously great moments here and there, we have almost divorced twice, other than that we have just fought to be here.
There is a me that has been lost. A us that is covered in clutter and false ideas and emotions, there is a me who has spent more time thinking and dreaming than living, a us who walks around our emotional states like they are planted with landmines. Our needs are so unparallel because we don't know each other, we know who we were, not who we have become.
Under the ruble. I think I need to branch out, find the me that I was before that fateful day when we lost our first baby. 1997, the Monday following Mother's Day. My blog tends to run in circles of my kiddlets and under this roof. They are my life, but I never processes much of the life I borrowed until they came. I say I borrowed it because I have realized that my life is at best half over, and conservatively speaking I feel like I have only lived half of that. There is intense anxiety over the things I want to do for me, my family, my husband . Places to see , places to go. I am very angry, I am very scared, and very disappointed. I used to think having your parents disappointed in you was bad, but being disappointed in yourselves is much worse I think. I never minded time, but now I fear as though I should have because it seems to have become my enemy.
Well, this is already way to long, and it really just is babbling with a hint of self rationalization. So maybe I can throw you a bone later, can't promise though...thinking "mother went to the cupboard and the cupboard is bare".
Yes! This is a big deal.
Okay I your looking at this and saying "what the?, what is the big deal?" Well this is a very big deal, she let me actually do something other than a quick comb and two uneven wonky ponytails that she rips out before I even get the brush and such back...yes! this is a big deal, and cute.
May 27, 2009
Random thought, hum not bad.
If
If you would have asked me how I was today,I would have said, “Lonely”.
If you would have shared a moment with me today,I would have a memory of us.
If you would have asked for help today,I would felt needed.
If you would have given me a compliment today,I would had some worth.
If you would have asked what I was thinking of today,I would have told you “How you used to be.”
If you would have finish what you started I would have thought you “cared”
If you would have asked me about a plan,I would have thought we have a future.
If you would have wanted to be with me,I would have felt “lucky”
If you would have asked me why I was tearing up,I would have told you “it Aubrey’s diagnosis date, I‘m saying goodbye to some dreams, I miss my dad”.
If you would have asked why I was laughing,I would have shared myself with you.
If you would have answer questions honestly,I would have given you a break.
If you would have smiled at me,I would have hugged you.
If you would have lived today than just survive, I would think our life’s’ worthwhile.
If you would ask “why are writing this?”, I would have to say “someday you may ask “what could I have done?”.
If you would have asked me how I was today,I would have said, “Lonely”.
If you would have shared a moment with me today,I would have a memory of us.
If you would have asked for help today,I would felt needed.
If you would have given me a compliment today,I would had some worth.
If you would have asked what I was thinking of today,I would have told you “How you used to be.”
If you would have finish what you started I would have thought you “cared”
If you would have asked me about a plan,I would have thought we have a future.
If you would have wanted to be with me,I would have felt “lucky”
If you would have asked me why I was tearing up,I would have told you “it Aubrey’s diagnosis date, I‘m saying goodbye to some dreams, I miss my dad”.
If you would have asked why I was laughing,I would have shared myself with you.
If you would have answer questions honestly,I would have given you a break.
If you would have smiled at me,I would have hugged you.
If you would have lived today than just survive, I would think our life’s’ worthwhile.
If you would ask “why are writing this?”, I would have to say “someday you may ask “what could I have done?”.
Returned from Stupidville.
So they gave us a new zipped the other month, and honestly I think they changed the name of our street and forgot to actually change the sign. I am pretty sure that by the end of the month they will be hanging a sign that in front of our house that very clearly reads ~ "Welcome to Stupidville".
Without going into all the who dun it and who's fault and why and how it happens, I will just leave you with a list of all the stupid things that have happen in this house since my last post.
1. freezer was unplugged for a week, following just buying 450.00 of meat last month. Freak'n 90 degree heat that week, yeah you know what that was like to clean up.
2. someone neglected to read the bottle of cleaner they used to clean up a tea spill on our couch and used a reused bottle with bleach water in it...yeah you know how that turned out right?
3. straps on the highchair were placed there from the factory for none the less safety factors , I doubt they would just add them to the chair as a added feature free of charge, hence Bobo throwing her first tantrum in the said chair and sliding out.
4. continue to let a 2 and half year old fall asleep at 4:30 pm for way too, too long.
5. say I forgot one more time, after a formal threat of "say it again, I will kill you!".
6. forget to put on the breath right strips that keep you from snoring and waking the whole town up, and when woke up to tell you to put one on, responding"it's okay, I'm fine"....OMG!
7. driving round all week with the trash bill in the sun visor, making the bill late, our trash skipped this week , no real biggie except remember #1!
8. where the flip did that new green shirt come from, and why was it wrapped up in my white nightshirt, and why did I not find it until I transferred the clothes to the dryer?
9.lost the remote to the child's TV, now can't set timer....
10. gave lil' ones a Popsicle and didn't change their clothes prior, now have a original purple spotted white eyelet sundress and a orange speckled white eyelet sun dress, any takers?
11. used baby oil and forgot to rinse out tub.
12. cleaned the bathrooms very late in the night used personal tooth brush thinking we had extras in the pantry...not good.
13. Sent out clothes to a fellow twin'er and they returned them crushed, rewashed to send out.
Well you get the picture just when I think I am almost done one of these events occurred, took hours to recover...
This be why there has been little to no posting.
We did have a good weekend, everyone went swimming was a fun I will get some pictures up soon ~ however I did have a life altering weekend. It deserves a post of it's own. I am a bit, strike that, very much over whelmed with the events that tool place over the span of three days and frankly I have to sort much of it out before I can even deal with it so stay tuned who knows what will happen with me and my life.
Without going into all the who dun it and who's fault and why and how it happens, I will just leave you with a list of all the stupid things that have happen in this house since my last post.
1. freezer was unplugged for a week, following just buying 450.00 of meat last month. Freak'n 90 degree heat that week, yeah you know what that was like to clean up.
2. someone neglected to read the bottle of cleaner they used to clean up a tea spill on our couch and used a reused bottle with bleach water in it...yeah you know how that turned out right?
3. straps on the highchair were placed there from the factory for none the less safety factors , I doubt they would just add them to the chair as a added feature free of charge, hence Bobo throwing her first tantrum in the said chair and sliding out.
4. continue to let a 2 and half year old fall asleep at 4:30 pm for way too, too long.
5. say I forgot one more time, after a formal threat of "say it again, I will kill you!".
6. forget to put on the breath right strips that keep you from snoring and waking the whole town up, and when woke up to tell you to put one on, responding"it's okay, I'm fine"....OMG!
7. driving round all week with the trash bill in the sun visor, making the bill late, our trash skipped this week , no real biggie except remember #1!
8. where the flip did that new green shirt come from, and why was it wrapped up in my white nightshirt, and why did I not find it until I transferred the clothes to the dryer?
9.lost the remote to the child's TV, now can't set timer....
10. gave lil' ones a Popsicle and didn't change their clothes prior, now have a original purple spotted white eyelet sundress and a orange speckled white eyelet sun dress, any takers?
11. used baby oil and forgot to rinse out tub.
12. cleaned the bathrooms very late in the night used personal tooth brush thinking we had extras in the pantry...not good.
13. Sent out clothes to a fellow twin'er and they returned them crushed, rewashed to send out.
Well you get the picture just when I think I am almost done one of these events occurred, took hours to recover...
This be why there has been little to no posting.
We did have a good weekend, everyone went swimming was a fun I will get some pictures up soon ~ however I did have a life altering weekend. It deserves a post of it's own. I am a bit, strike that, very much over whelmed with the events that tool place over the span of three days and frankly I have to sort much of it out before I can even deal with it so stay tuned who knows what will happen with me and my life.
May 13, 2009
3 out of 5 recommended.
I will never hear those stats again and be the same.
3 out of 5 in this house is throwing up, high fevers, teething, and it sounds as I type this we re going to add poops to the list. Good thing I have been in training for the last 17 months functioning on no sleep because I am pretty sure there won't be much in this house.
Please don't take me wrong, I adore and love my children to the max and more, I would have them and more if I could over and over, I love what I do. Seriously though, I feel like I am on a see saw that has 6 seats and I have to cover 3 of them.
I never imagined that having these two little girls 8 weeks early would have opened us up to so much illness, they try hard to fight but I guess they just don't have it in them. Since bringing all the lil' people germs in the house, Anneleise has been sicker more in the last 6 months than ever. Well as I write that maybe she is bringing them to us, since she has been going to open gym and on more shopping outings with me and her dad.
Wonder were I could find myself one of those huge tents that they exterminate with, yeah maybe that would work then Tom could just delouse himself each day upon entering, of course I would never see the lite of day, but then, I am not seeing much now.
I am counting my blessings for those who think that I am being self centered and don't appreciate my children. I know how blessed I am.
Wow we got the poops!
gotta go.................................eeeeewwwww
3 out of 5 in this house is throwing up, high fevers, teething, and it sounds as I type this we re going to add poops to the list. Good thing I have been in training for the last 17 months functioning on no sleep because I am pretty sure there won't be much in this house.
Please don't take me wrong, I adore and love my children to the max and more, I would have them and more if I could over and over, I love what I do. Seriously though, I feel like I am on a see saw that has 6 seats and I have to cover 3 of them.
I never imagined that having these two little girls 8 weeks early would have opened us up to so much illness, they try hard to fight but I guess they just don't have it in them. Since bringing all the lil' people germs in the house, Anneleise has been sicker more in the last 6 months than ever. Well as I write that maybe she is bringing them to us, since she has been going to open gym and on more shopping outings with me and her dad.
Wonder were I could find myself one of those huge tents that they exterminate with, yeah maybe that would work then Tom could just delouse himself each day upon entering, of course I would never see the lite of day, but then, I am not seeing much now.
I am counting my blessings for those who think that I am being self centered and don't appreciate my children. I know how blessed I am.
Wow we got the poops!
gotta go.................................eeeeewwwww
Not bragging but I was right.
Anneleise has been a total bear. That is being nice because she is my daughter and I just love her to pieces, but the last two days her behavior has been less than...err lets call it, uhm human.
Really every thing just melted her down, she cried more than she didn't and the red flag was that Beka and Atty got to touch everything in her room with little to no argument.
Against the development bi laws, I took advantage of cleaning our decks last night and she helped, by helped I mean she kept jumping in front of the hose. It was a nice break from her discomfort of some sort that I couldn't figure out and heck she is a kid and playing in the hose is a kid thing, we both had a little laugh that we haven't had in a while being that her and I have been on Beka and Atty duty for the past 4 days straight. I didn't think anything of it when in the middle of this fun she announced she was "full" rubbed her belly and said "inside", night~night".
Hummmm. Thought that maybe the last two days of hanging off the ceiling finally got to her.
Let me jump ahead.
2:00am Anneleise "Mommmm, Mommmm. Daddddie, Daddddie."
Mommy "What baby?, what do you need?"
Anneleise "mommmm, Mommmmm......
just laying down from feeding Brennah, I went to find her setting in her freshly cleaned
and changed bed from this morning in the middle of literally the last two days of food.
this was followed by...
Mommy "Daddy, Daddy...we need help!"
Anneleise "Yeah, we need help!"
Yep, I thought maybe this was coming, Beka lost her fever yesterday around 10 am the very hour she started to really crawl and Anneleise caught it. 103 up to 103.8.
Crap, I guess me and the washing machine will have another week of romance, my poor husband we have been trying to have just a little time to ourselves for weeks, and we just can't catch a break, honest honey your on the list...but since we are still holding out for some time together why don't you spend some of your free time attacking something on that list on the refrigerator.
Really every thing just melted her down, she cried more than she didn't and the red flag was that Beka and Atty got to touch everything in her room with little to no argument.
Against the development bi laws, I took advantage of cleaning our decks last night and she helped, by helped I mean she kept jumping in front of the hose. It was a nice break from her discomfort of some sort that I couldn't figure out and heck she is a kid and playing in the hose is a kid thing, we both had a little laugh that we haven't had in a while being that her and I have been on Beka and Atty duty for the past 4 days straight. I didn't think anything of it when in the middle of this fun she announced she was "full" rubbed her belly and said "inside", night~night".
Hummmm. Thought that maybe the last two days of hanging off the ceiling finally got to her.
Let me jump ahead.
2:00am Anneleise "Mommmm, Mommmm. Daddddie, Daddddie."
Mommy "What baby?, what do you need?"
Anneleise "mommmm, Mommmmm......
just laying down from feeding Brennah, I went to find her setting in her freshly cleaned
and changed bed from this morning in the middle of literally the last two days of food.
this was followed by...
Mommy "Daddy, Daddy...we need help!"
Anneleise "Yeah, we need help!"
Yep, I thought maybe this was coming, Beka lost her fever yesterday around 10 am the very hour she started to really crawl and Anneleise caught it. 103 up to 103.8.
Crap, I guess me and the washing machine will have another week of romance, my poor husband we have been trying to have just a little time to ourselves for weeks, and we just can't catch a break, honest honey your on the list...but since we are still holding out for some time together why don't you spend some of your free time attacking something on that list on the refrigerator.
May 11, 2009
Anticipation.
Ain't worth the wait.
Mother's Day. My third with Anneleise and Aubrey, first with Beka and Brennah. Was an amazing over the first Mother's Day I ever had which ended in a miscarriage of our first pregnancy, small improvement over my first Mother's Day with a living child...I at least got a card.
Rumor has it I am a pretty terrific person and a awesome Mom.
How do I know this, Hallmark told me so.
Other than that daily duties and life as normal, minus the whine of a Grandmother and getting to witness first hand the total dysfunction of two nieces who, by rights are old enough to know better, I would claim the day as not bad, but decent. Beka of course noticed that the calender was marked with a momentable holiday so she got a fever at 11 am 2 hours before going to dinner, cried through dinner and threw up on the way home, which lead to me not eating the dinner we paid for and picking up a double cheese burger on the way home. Beka and teething is not a compatible mix. Period.
Over out, back to the regular scheduled program.
So at least I am now off the hook in finding the time to make my husband feel extra special for all things he does and doesn't do for fathers day...and I will be sending him out to dinner on his won for that special occasion.
Mother's Day. My third with Anneleise and Aubrey, first with Beka and Brennah. Was an amazing over the first Mother's Day I ever had which ended in a miscarriage of our first pregnancy, small improvement over my first Mother's Day with a living child...I at least got a card.
Rumor has it I am a pretty terrific person and a awesome Mom.
How do I know this, Hallmark told me so.
Other than that daily duties and life as normal, minus the whine of a Grandmother and getting to witness first hand the total dysfunction of two nieces who, by rights are old enough to know better, I would claim the day as not bad, but decent. Beka of course noticed that the calender was marked with a momentable holiday so she got a fever at 11 am 2 hours before going to dinner, cried through dinner and threw up on the way home, which lead to me not eating the dinner we paid for and picking up a double cheese burger on the way home. Beka and teething is not a compatible mix. Period.
Over out, back to the regular scheduled program.
So at least I am now off the hook in finding the time to make my husband feel extra special for all things he does and doesn't do for fathers day...and I will be sending him out to dinner on his won for that special occasion.
May 8, 2009
STOP THE PRESS!!!!!
Please share with me as I take the opportunity to jump off the Whine 'Ol Lator to catch this almost perfect precious miraculous moment!
Yeas I have proof!
Damn...I can't get it to load....
Well imagine if you can, Anneleise, the Queen of all toys allowed Beka, the Best of all Hair pullers of play with her as she tore out the Clippos....
Really I gots me a picture and I can prove it...Anneleise can share, and Beka can be nice!
WHoooooooo.
Guess who just woke up. Yup.
Atty. Lets see what she has up her sleeve today, maybe a good surprise too?
Yeas I have proof!
Damn...I can't get it to load....
Well imagine if you can, Anneleise, the Queen of all toys allowed Beka, the Best of all Hair pullers of play with her as she tore out the Clippos....
Really I gots me a picture and I can prove it...Anneleise can share, and Beka can be nice!
WHoooooooo.
Guess who just woke up. Yup.
Atty. Lets see what she has up her sleeve today, maybe a good surprise too?
May 7, 2009
Wanna laugh with me?
So it is no secret that our Atty and Beka have take a liken to the NICU schedule they were on when we left the hospital. Funny looking back 9 months we were like, " we don't care what we have to do we just want them home!" That being said the day they hit the 35 week mark the doctor said he felt comfortable with our knowledge of our babies and gave us instructions specific for them and sent us on our way with monitors in tote, CPR cards in our wallets.
Nine months ago we were told they have to eat 2 ounces up to 3 ounces every two hours no matter what, we were using high calorie and high fortified formula. We were instructed to "wake them up, even if they are not awake to get these feeding, loss of even a half of pound could put them back in the hospital".
We did this, they like this, and 9 months later they like nothing other than this schedule. So I have been told this week that again they appear to be so "on track" however their brain and some of it's endocrinology aspects may however not be leading to the need for me to keep a running tab of their sleep and eating and behavior...being sick yesterday, I started this morning upon waking...it is 12:09 am and I'm laughing because I have been so busy with the girls that I haven't been able to even write the times all down.
Being the good sport I am and always enjoying a good laugh even at my expense...I'd thought I'd share a typical morning in this nut house! Read to the tune of "Whine.....ol' Whine...."
5:43 am Atty awake, change diaper and put on floor, give toy, make coffee, throw in laundry
5:52 am Beka awake, change diaper and put on floor, give two toys so she will leave Atty's alone
6:04 am Anneleise awake, change and carry to couch because her leg hurts (not!)
6:20 am each girl plays with feeding themselves a 4 0z bottle, fold clothes, dress me, make bed
7:30 am Atty and Beka cereal and fruit and clean the dinning room
7:48 am Atty and Beka changed (poop), dropped the bag of wipes, cleaned up then dropped the poopy diaper on the floor poop side up! put in walkers
8:00 am Anneleise gets breakfast and turns on Frosty the Snowman again!
8:20 am clean up the poop on the floor, dress the babies, find them something to get into
9:15 am Atty pooped again, changed and put back in the play zone she screams until
9:18 am she goes in to bed to get a nap ~ maybe, she screams along with Beka until
9:30 am Atty leaves the room, Beka goes to sleep for 20 mins
9:40 am Atty goes to sleep and sleep until 10:22 am
10:22 am Atty wakes up and screams...of course wakes Beka and she is a crab!
10:38 am both babies changed and on the floor playing, Atty is crying and following me around.
10:50 am fixed Anneleise a snack, dropped it one the floor because I didn't see Atty under my feet, re fixed snack.
11:15 am everyone is happy...mom got to pee and brush her teeth and drink 2 cups of coffee
Lord have mercy you get the picture...the next hour went a lot like the last few.
Here is the kicker, I just looked at my house and thought, man I haven't got anything done.
That was yesterday, today is looking a lot like yesterday however the Atty Monster is a sleep.
Nine months ago we were told they have to eat 2 ounces up to 3 ounces every two hours no matter what, we were using high calorie and high fortified formula. We were instructed to "wake them up, even if they are not awake to get these feeding, loss of even a half of pound could put them back in the hospital".
We did this, they like this, and 9 months later they like nothing other than this schedule. So I have been told this week that again they appear to be so "on track" however their brain and some of it's endocrinology aspects may however not be leading to the need for me to keep a running tab of their sleep and eating and behavior...being sick yesterday, I started this morning upon waking...it is 12:09 am and I'm laughing because I have been so busy with the girls that I haven't been able to even write the times all down.
Being the good sport I am and always enjoying a good laugh even at my expense...I'd thought I'd share a typical morning in this nut house! Read to the tune of "Whine.....ol' Whine...."
5:43 am Atty awake, change diaper and put on floor, give toy, make coffee, throw in laundry
5:52 am Beka awake, change diaper and put on floor, give two toys so she will leave Atty's alone
6:04 am Anneleise awake, change and carry to couch because her leg hurts (not!)
6:20 am each girl plays with feeding themselves a 4 0z bottle, fold clothes, dress me, make bed
7:30 am Atty and Beka cereal and fruit and clean the dinning room
7:48 am Atty and Beka changed (poop), dropped the bag of wipes, cleaned up then dropped the poopy diaper on the floor poop side up! put in walkers
8:00 am Anneleise gets breakfast and turns on Frosty the Snowman again!
8:20 am clean up the poop on the floor, dress the babies, find them something to get into
9:15 am Atty pooped again, changed and put back in the play zone she screams until
9:18 am she goes in to bed to get a nap ~ maybe, she screams along with Beka until
9:30 am Atty leaves the room, Beka goes to sleep for 20 mins
9:40 am Atty goes to sleep and sleep until 10:22 am
10:22 am Atty wakes up and screams...of course wakes Beka and she is a crab!
10:38 am both babies changed and on the floor playing, Atty is crying and following me around.
10:50 am fixed Anneleise a snack, dropped it one the floor because I didn't see Atty under my feet, re fixed snack.
11:15 am everyone is happy...mom got to pee and brush her teeth and drink 2 cups of coffee
Lord have mercy you get the picture...the next hour went a lot like the last few.
Here is the kicker, I just looked at my house and thought, man I haven't got anything done.
That was yesterday, today is looking a lot like yesterday however the Atty Monster is a sleep.
Fly flu, fly.
Ugh.
Two words that don't work in a house of babies and a working husband.
Sick Momma.
Seeing the light of day this morning, whew! Lets just pray that no one else gets what I had for 24 hours, actually I think it started two days ago but since no body sleep in my house, I think I was too tired to know that I was getting sick.
Now back to my regular scheduled program.
Work, clean, play, clean.
Two words that don't work in a house of babies and a working husband.
Sick Momma.
Seeing the light of day this morning, whew! Lets just pray that no one else gets what I had for 24 hours, actually I think it started two days ago but since no body sleep in my house, I think I was too tired to know that I was getting sick.
Now back to my regular scheduled program.
Work, clean, play, clean.
May 1, 2009
Whats for supper?
Really, I'm at a blank.
I need some good recipes, I surf Recipeczar but I need something to fix in 30 mins and child friendly and I guess I should throw in lower in fat. However being the unself mother and wife that I try to be, I will sacrifice low fat for good food!
Really if I fix chicken one more day and it looks like chicken and taste like chicken...I'm...I'm going to lay an egg!
I need some good recipes, I surf Recipeczar but I need something to fix in 30 mins and child friendly and I guess I should throw in lower in fat. However being the unself mother and wife that I try to be, I will sacrifice low fat for good food!
Really if I fix chicken one more day and it looks like chicken and taste like chicken...I'm...I'm going to lay an egg!
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