First things first...
This new years eve was really nice. Totally different than years past in that Shaun and I were actually awake together to ring in 2009 instead of groggily waking up to fireworks and clumsily giving each other a peck on the face somewhere and back off to dreamland.
He made me some dip with guacamole and sour cream and stuff like that which was really really good and worth getting up in the middle of the night for.
So, overall, I say it was a good night.
This week is my last week of work until sometime in April. I haven't seen next weeks schedule but I'm going to raise some poop if I'm on it lol. :) For some reason I still have 5 days while almost everyone else has 2 or 3. Sigh. But I still have a lot of stuff to get which brings me to the title of my post...
Lets see... one of my bosses gave me some really nice baby stuff. (I have to go off topic and say that I told my mom and sister about it, raved about it to Shaun and my co workers, then when I went back to work after having Wednesday off I didn't say a word to the person who gave it to me about it. I'm getting old and forgetful lol) He gave me a high chair, a bathtub, a play chair for when she gets older, and a baby gate.
So, my list is down to: a mobile, a swing, a boppy pillow, and some other things that I would write except no female reads it but me. So, I need about 100 bucks and some patience to wait until next payday when I might just have it.
My mom might be coming to help out the week after the baby is born. Too bad she can't be there that day, because we still have no idea what to do with our other kids. If anything, maybe they can wait in the hallway while Shaun is in the o.r. with me then after she is born he can rush out to be with them and see what they have gotten in to. Doesn't sound like a good plan to me.
The hardest part in my mind is that I will be physically unable to do anything with them for 24 hours. I will have to stay in bed and thats where I should be for that time, not having to worry with where the other kids are.
She won't come the day of because she doesn't want to leave my brother alone for 24 hours, and my dad will be out of town until Friday night, so we will see what happens. I've hinted too all my friends how great it would be if someone would keep even one of them, but no one has gotten it so far. I can't really blame people that work at night and have kids to not want to take on an extra, though. Its a lot different when they are not your own.
Anyway, other than that Friday everything seems to be shaping up. I just exhausted myself doing housework, which led me to blog and take a break, and I'm feeling less overwhelmed with everything that needs to be done. I'm almost to the point that I don't care what is clean or not, I just want her here. (also, watching "how clean is your house" gives me lots of confidence that my place has never been THAT bad! everything you see is a new mess and my carpet and kitchen are always clean or in the process of being so)
This has not been Sage's weekend. I took them outside yesterday to play, since we have been houselocked since Wednesday, and that lasted about 15 minutes. She decided that she wanted something to "run around with" which I told her they are not allowed to have their scooters or bikes outside (apartment managers rule, not mine) and she said okay and right then I knew she was going to get something I was not willing to let her play with.
Well, she came down the stairs with this dump truck of Jakes that has handles on either side of the dump part. She wanted to run behind it. I said, trying to be nice, "I wish you would not bring that down the stairs, you are not allowed to run behind it because you will fall" Well, she didn't stop walking down the stairs for half a second, she just kept coming saying she would not fall and we kept going back and forth like that.
She got to the bottom of the stairs and I said she would have to take it back up which she also argued with, leading Mycah to take it back up for her. Then Sage moped. I told her to play but she wouldn't do it, then I told her to go upstairs and she started her incredibly loud cry that I said she was going to get spanked for... Back up a few minutes to Shaun joking when he left that he had locked the door, which Mycah heard and didn't understand that it was a joke, which now lead to Jake driving as slow as he could in his police car, and the girls standing outside our door with Sage doing her loud cry and me about to bust some brain cells in my head as to why i ever had to blasted idea of taking them outside in the first place.
So, we got inside finally and I spanked Sage and sent her to bed even though it was only about 4:30 or so. I didn't care if she went to sleep or just laid there but she was not to come within 10 feet of me.
She did straighten up long enough for me to give her a bath and get the knots completely out of one side of her hair, which was like 30 minutes of work. We ended up cutting out one part that the comb fingers could not penetrate, but its on the inside so no one will ever know.
This morning, she wanted to brush her own hair, which I said no because the regular brush will pull the knots into one awful knot and I was not willing to go through that, so then our trouble started. I ended up yelling at her to either brush her hair or teeth and she just stood there basically, which I could have knocked her off her little stool but I was able to control myself. Then she wouldn't go to the car for church or get out once we got there. Jake has been begging to play at McDonalds so Shaun said we could go. Sage was fine when we got there but didn't want to leave so we made her walk barefoot to the car (she had taken her shoes off to play on the play center) then she wouldn't get out when we got home. Its the weirdest thing how we can pull up, all unbuckle and get out, then leave it to her to get mad that we tell her to get out of the car because she has continued to sit while we are halfway to our destination.
Anyway, so she took a short nap and seems to be okay, although she still has that air about her of an attitude that I don't want to stir up. Luckily, she goes back to school tomorrow and I'll get a few hours peace.
Sunday, January 4, 2009
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