Wednesday, January 28, 2009

Well that's the last time I break my superstitions....

...Not cause I'm pregnant or anything, cause I'm not. But just because it's WRONG to go against rules I set for myself. You thought I was going to say that I'm pregnant. HA! HA! I'm not... or at least the pregnancy test says I'm not. I got a big fat negative on it... yay. I'm sure one day I'll be crossing every body part imaginable hoping for it to be a positive, but for right now I'm happy with my crew of four. Which by the way, is very hard to manage. Especially now that the littlest one WALKS. When did that happen?! I'll have to post a video of her walking - it's too cute.

Speaking of the little terror, have I told you what a terror she has turned into now that she doesn't need my assistance to get from point A to point B. No? Let me share an incident from today. I, trying to win the WORST MOTHER OF THE YEAR AWARD, ate chocolate cake for breakfast. Not wanting to be mean and tease Emma with my chocolate cake and milk, I gave her a small piece as well. I gave Evelyn a nice little jar of baby food (apples and oatmeal), because I'm not that bad. Evelyn, however saw the delicious chocolaty creme cake and decided that she too must have a piece. She stalked her prey (Emma) and waited for the right moment to pounce. I tell ya, the second Emma put that plate close enough for her to reach, she lunged at it and proceeded to sit down on the floor and chomp down. She left little crumbs all over the floor as she walked away from the scene of the crime and little chocolaty hand prints as incriminating evidence. Emma came back to find nothing but crumbs and said in a deep and scorning voice, "BEBELYNN!"

Monday, January 19, 2009


There are a lot of things I refuse to write about for fear that I'll jinx myself or that they'll come to be true. But this I just have to get off my chest.


I've been cramping really bad for the past few days. At first I thought maybe my body had finally started ovulating since I've been trying to get the baby to drink a bottle or two every day. I still nurse her 75% of the time but I've been slowly trying to wean her. Makes sense, right?

Well, the cramps kept coming. I then reasoned that it must be this stomach flu virus that Emma seems to have picked up. She's been puking her poor little guts for the past 2-3 days. Surely this is a sign that I'm next... but the puking has yet to happen and the incubation period for the stomach virus is 1-2 days. The cramps have been happening longer than that.

Then, I thought - AUNT FLO! It has to be. But not aunt flo, not even spotting.

So now... now I'm a bit scared that it might be implantation. As in - I might be pregnant. Haven't I been careful, you ponder. Yes I have been. Bun we're only using condoms and apparently those are not 100% effective. I went out and bought FIVE pregnancy tests from the dollar store. I took one last night and it showed up negative, but I'm thinking that IF I am pregnant, it's probably too soon to tell. So I'll be taking a PT for the next MONTH or until these cramps go away.

Why am I scared, you ask. Because I still have a BABY that needs my attention. She's only 10 months old for goodness sake. And the other three need me too! I know in my heart that I'm not DONE having babies, but I also know that I'm not READY for yet another child JUST NOW. IF I were to be pregnant, I would have to get myself used to the idea -- but GOD, if you can hear me, please please please hold off on this baby for another year or two. I'll be better rested then. I'll be healthier and not as stressed, and who knows - the economy might be better.

I guess I better warm up to the idea.. and start looking for names - just in case. Especially now that I went against my own superstitions.

Thursday, January 15, 2009

Sewing, sewing, sewing...

If you've read my facebook status, I've been sewing and I've been tired. I'm gonna show you what I produced in a bit, first some background.

Our house has a WALK-THROUGH closet in the master. What I mean is that you walk through what would be considered a small hallway that has shelving and rods on either side that function as closets. The builder decided that closet doors of any kind were not needed. In the beginning we didn't mind this at all, since things were in plain view, but as time progressed it got on my nerves. --If I had an ounce of energy left I'd take down my sewing project and show you a BEFORE picture, but I'm beat and I don't really feel like showing you my mess. LOL-- Anyway, DH and I had schemed of several different ways that we could cover it up. Hell, I even drew a detailed plan for closet doors, shelving, drawers and a bunch of other crazy things. The economy took a drastic downturn and we figured maybe it'd be best to put out money in savings and the plans to "fix" our closet were put on the back burner. It still got on my nerves though and I NEEDED to do something about it. One of the things I brought back with me from Texas (besides killer allergies) was my sewing machine. This past weekend I went to the only source of fabric in this crappy little town and bought TWELVE yards of fabric from the clearance section ($1.50 a yard).

This is what my closet looks like now....

I made 4 eight-foot panels with a big allowance on the top sine that little bit of molding would keep me from putting the rod all the way to the top. The ruffle kinda droops but I think it looks fine overall. I am really proud of myself. LOL

Not bad for clearance fabric and two shower curtain rods, eh? Now on to the girls room...

Saturday, January 10, 2009

The Weekend is HERE.


DH had to work today, it's supposed to be a LONG DAY. Hooray for manning the kids alone today and losing my mind. I hope to finish all the laundry that was left from yesterday. AND I MEAN ALL OF IT. I'm gonna make some chocolate chip pancakes in hopes that the kids will like them and behave for me the rest of the day. *sigh* ONWARD!

Thursday, January 08, 2009


I woke up to an, "OH SHIT!" That would be the sound of DH just realizing he overslept. I'm not sure but I think he did so by like an hour... possible more. This is not good... not good at all.

Wednesday, January 07, 2009

I wish I didn't have to get out of bed...

Especially in the winter time! It's so warm and cozy under the covers. Sometime during the night I bring Evelyn to bed with us so that she can nurse and be warm and cozy too. BIG MISTAKE. Come 6:30 a.m. she starts slapping my face to wake me the heck up. She'll pull my hair, poke my eyes and scratch my nose all in an attempt to get me UP! UP! UP! If I open my eyes she squeals with delight that she accomplished something. More often than not I'll pull the covers over my face and that's when she lets out a long exasperated "MAAAAAAAA!" Eventually I cave in, hug her and kiss her and get out of bed. Once down on the floor she crawls to every room to make sure there is no one left awake. She's my little alarm clock, too bad she doesn't have a snooze button.

Tuesday, January 06, 2009