1. I'm writing this on Wednesday and scheduling it to post on Friday because I'm super organized and prepared like that. Not really. But doing this makes me feel better about my chaotic life right now.
2. Last night as I was laying in bed waiting for sleep to come I was thinking about how Katherine, William and Brian all have birthdays in sequential months (October, November, December) and how me and Lucy have birthdays in sequential months (March, April) and how maybe the next baby will have a February or May birthday and then we'll be even. And as I was dreaming of the next baby I stopped myself. Because this nice little rainbows and unicorns dream I was having came on the heels of a really tough day. A day that consisted of a lot of screaming. And some of those screams came from me. Not one of us managed to get out of our pajamas for the entire day. And perhaps that was the problem to begin with. But whatever it was, it was a tough day. What is it about the quiet of the night that erases all the bad of the day? So much so that it had me thinking how nice it would be to add a fourth baby to this circus.
3. What I realized in the mess that was yesterday was that we are family that functions best on routine. And when our routine is disrupted by things like a Thanksgiving holiday week, we kind of don't know what to do with ourselves. That coupled with my limited ability to get out of the house means we've got a full-fledged disaster on our hands. Needless to say, I'm not really looking forward to December, save for the fact that Brian has a lot of vacation hours to burn before the new year.
4. Some of you may have seen a call for help I put out on Facebook and Twitter last week regarding Katherine's nonstop crying between the hours of eight and ten every night. I'm happy to report that no such crying has occurred since then. I didn't really change anything. Instead I think it's that well-known phenomenon of once you declare something a problem to a large number of people it ceases being a problem anymore. It's similar to the phenomenon of bringing your child into the doctor with a raging fever only to find that the fever no longer exists at the doctor's office. And also the phenomenon of that weird sound your car makes whenever you drive it except for when you drive it to your mechanic's shop.
5. Last night Katherine slept from 10:30 to 4 AM, woke briefly to eat, then slept until 7 AM, woke briefly to eat again and then slept again until 10 AM. SCORE!
6. For the first time ever I didn't make a cake for William's birthday. Instead I sent Brian to the store on Sunday to order a superhero cake that I would then pick up the next day; his birthday. But when he got to the store he took it upon himself to decide that the cakes were too much of a ripoff. So instead he bought four cupcakes that were decorated with a fall theme. Nothing says happy birthday to a five-year-old boy like a cornucopia on a cupcake. Truth be told William didn't really care and Brian insists this is a better and more funny story to tell in a few years when he's older. I'm still a little sad that his fifth birthday pictures will forever show him blowing out his candles that were stuck into frosting made into a scarecrow, ears of corn and pumpkins.
7. Happy Thanksgiving! Belated at this point, I know. But it's only Wednesday morning for me so I've still got tons of cooking, loads of laundry and plenty of packing in my future before we hit the road to Nana and Papa's. Safe travels to all of you!
2. Last night as I was laying in bed waiting for sleep to come I was thinking about how Katherine, William and Brian all have birthdays in sequential months (October, November, December) and how me and Lucy have birthdays in sequential months (March, April) and how maybe the next baby will have a February or May birthday and then we'll be even. And as I was dreaming of the next baby I stopped myself. Because this nice little rainbows and unicorns dream I was having came on the heels of a really tough day. A day that consisted of a lot of screaming. And some of those screams came from me. Not one of us managed to get out of our pajamas for the entire day. And perhaps that was the problem to begin with. But whatever it was, it was a tough day. What is it about the quiet of the night that erases all the bad of the day? So much so that it had me thinking how nice it would be to add a fourth baby to this circus.
3. What I realized in the mess that was yesterday was that we are family that functions best on routine. And when our routine is disrupted by things like a Thanksgiving holiday week, we kind of don't know what to do with ourselves. That coupled with my limited ability to get out of the house means we've got a full-fledged disaster on our hands. Needless to say, I'm not really looking forward to December, save for the fact that Brian has a lot of vacation hours to burn before the new year.
4. Some of you may have seen a call for help I put out on Facebook and Twitter last week regarding Katherine's nonstop crying between the hours of eight and ten every night. I'm happy to report that no such crying has occurred since then. I didn't really change anything. Instead I think it's that well-known phenomenon of once you declare something a problem to a large number of people it ceases being a problem anymore. It's similar to the phenomenon of bringing your child into the doctor with a raging fever only to find that the fever no longer exists at the doctor's office. And also the phenomenon of that weird sound your car makes whenever you drive it except for when you drive it to your mechanic's shop.
5. Last night Katherine slept from 10:30 to 4 AM, woke briefly to eat, then slept until 7 AM, woke briefly to eat again and then slept again until 10 AM. SCORE!
6. For the first time ever I didn't make a cake for William's birthday. Instead I sent Brian to the store on Sunday to order a superhero cake that I would then pick up the next day; his birthday. But when he got to the store he took it upon himself to decide that the cakes were too much of a ripoff. So instead he bought four cupcakes that were decorated with a fall theme. Nothing says happy birthday to a five-year-old boy like a cornucopia on a cupcake. Truth be told William didn't really care and Brian insists this is a better and more funny story to tell in a few years when he's older. I'm still a little sad that his fifth birthday pictures will forever show him blowing out his candles that were stuck into frosting made into a scarecrow, ears of corn and pumpkins.
7. Happy Thanksgiving! Belated at this point, I know. But it's only Wednesday morning for me so I've still got tons of cooking, loads of laundry and plenty of packing in my future before we hit the road to Nana and Papa's. Safe travels to all of you!
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