Last week brought a rare excitement in Catholic circles- we were contemplating watching Oprah! Oprah, people!! Oprah had the Sister of Mary Mother of the Eucharist from Ann Abor on her show. I ended up watching it on youtube and it was really well done. My favorite part was when Oprah explained when they first started looking for convents to go into all said no, including one order who said "What's an Oprah Winfrey"
(insert copious amounts of laughter)
Anyway, during one of the segment Oprah asks about the vows of chastity, poverty, and obedience.Was it hard to do and what happens if you break a vow? The sisters answered the question really well. One sister explained that it wasn't far from a married woman in that she can't spend whatever money she has but has to be frugal for the family, she can't do whatever she wants whenever she wants and she can't have boyfriends on the side (to put it nicely). It was a great response and it got me thinking the rest of the week how being married with children is so very similar to being a religious sister especially the vow of poverty.
I have no possessions, at least none that are safe. Not only do my children seek and destroy most household objects but my body itself is not my own. I am often at the discretion of Happy's appetite and he is constantly trying to rip my earings out and hair out while bruising all parts of me during "Climb on Mommy" time. My food isn't even my own. If the children actually let me eat they still feel they can eat any or all of my food at anytime. An our bedroom and bed can be invaded at anytime without notice.
Today was the first time we've been paid since October and even then it's only enough to get us through to next month. Plus tonight at 5:15pm I opened a letter from our insurance telling us they dropped us on New Years Eve (the day I found out I was pregnant by the way) No notice, no warning, no phone call just a letter two months later. And of course it was fifteen minutes after they closed for the day so we had to accept our stress for the night. I'm not complaining,it's just a part of life. Every family starts looking at items around the house to sell in order to secure a mortgage payment next month, searching for change to pay for a few things and even starts shaking the kids piggy banks. (Just shaking. I didn't take anything...yet)
Anyway I just found the comparisons somewhat humorous and thought I would share.
The Sloths
Lazywife, Mr. Sloth, Demand, Prophet, Rooster, and King
Tuesday, February 16, 2010
Saturday, February 13, 2010
Our Olympian
Before I post the first ever Sloth family video I thought I would tell a cute story about Happy. Mr. Sloth surprised me and got a flip camera using credit card points. Since money has been really tight I definitely didn't think we'd be getting the camera in time for Happy's birthday. Anyway if I've told it before just play along.
The last few weeks when I put Happy in his crib for the night I stay in the room (closet) for a while just to keep him company. It's really cut back on crying and he's even starting to like his crib a bit. So our usual nighttime routine is nursing for a bit and then I turn off all the lights but open the bedroom curtains and hold him and sing to him in front of the window sometimes he even falls asleep this way. After I sing a few songs we say our prayers then I lay him in the crib, give him his glow worm and cover him with his blanket. At this point if he's calm I just rub his leg or belly while he plays with his glow worm and at some point when I feel it might be safe I say good night bless his head and sneak out of the room. But it doesn't always work a lot of times he just starts screaming the second I leave the room.
So about a week ago we were in the middle of the routine. He was laying in his crib playing with his glow worm when he stood up. Usually that means "I would not like to sleep yet please pick me up." Well he gave me a hug and then laid back down and closed his eyes. "That was cute I thought", but then I looked down to see him open his eyes and look at me confused. So he got up again, gave me a hug and laid back down. Finally it dawned on me that he was telling me goodnight. So the third time he did it, after he laid down I said good night blessed his head and left. I never heard a peep. So that's his thing now. It's fantastic! Not only is it ridiculously cute but I now know when it is safe to leave the room.
Ok, now for the video.
Demand got a chance to ice skate for the first time at her Homeschooling Valentine's Party. Happy was ill that day so there was no chance I was going to be able to go on the ice with her. The twelve year old girl of a friend of mine volunteered to help Helen. The girl was honestly the nicest person I've ever met. She was excited to help her, explained her ice skates to her, offered to help her put them on, so nice! The video starts about a minute in as I had to run and grab my camera after I helped her onto the ice.
Enjoy!
The last few weeks when I put Happy in his crib for the night I stay in the room (closet) for a while just to keep him company. It's really cut back on crying and he's even starting to like his crib a bit. So our usual nighttime routine is nursing for a bit and then I turn off all the lights but open the bedroom curtains and hold him and sing to him in front of the window sometimes he even falls asleep this way. After I sing a few songs we say our prayers then I lay him in the crib, give him his glow worm and cover him with his blanket. At this point if he's calm I just rub his leg or belly while he plays with his glow worm and at some point when I feel it might be safe I say good night bless his head and sneak out of the room. But it doesn't always work a lot of times he just starts screaming the second I leave the room.
So about a week ago we were in the middle of the routine. He was laying in his crib playing with his glow worm when he stood up. Usually that means "I would not like to sleep yet please pick me up." Well he gave me a hug and then laid back down and closed his eyes. "That was cute I thought", but then I looked down to see him open his eyes and look at me confused. So he got up again, gave me a hug and laid back down. Finally it dawned on me that he was telling me goodnight. So the third time he did it, after he laid down I said good night blessed his head and left. I never heard a peep. So that's his thing now. It's fantastic! Not only is it ridiculously cute but I now know when it is safe to leave the room.
Ok, now for the video.
Demand got a chance to ice skate for the first time at her Homeschooling Valentine's Party. Happy was ill that day so there was no chance I was going to be able to go on the ice with her. The twelve year old girl of a friend of mine volunteered to help Helen. The girl was honestly the nicest person I've ever met. She was excited to help her, explained her ice skates to her, offered to help her put them on, so nice! The video starts about a minute in as I had to run and grab my camera after I helped her onto the ice.
Enjoy!
Thursday, February 11, 2010
Ouch!
I realized today that we've had a few injuries around here recently.
First it was Demands door frame accident. If you recall she tripped on a toy (or her large feet) and smacked right into a door frame giving herself quite the injury for a few days.
Then two days I was innocently making lunch when I misjudged the firmness of refrigerator chicken. Next thing I knew our pricey knife had tried to make my finger a part of lunch. Our knives are so sharp that usually I don't feel pain when they cut me, but this HURT. I grabbed my finger right away and squeezed as hard as I could. I really thought it would need stitches and I had no desire to tell Mr. Sloth that he'd lose yet another day of work. I finally got the courage to wash the cut and quickly bandage it before I finished making the chicken salad. By the way the children were not sympathetic to my injury and just projected their needs on me the entire time. When Mr. Sloth came home for lunch I braved looking at the cut. It was bad but not fatal. It's actually healed pretty nicely over the past two days which is a miracle considering Happy desperately tries to grab at my band aid at any opportunity. Diapering has become quite the challenge.
Then, yesterday, Happy was gleefully playing with the remote controls while standing between the couch and trunk/coffee table. My back was turned (most likely I was on the internet) when I heard him fall over. Laying on his side and still holding both remotes he burst into tears. It's not like him to be easily injured but obviously seemed hurt. He screamed for a while before I finally noticed he had blood in his mouth. After trying to do a thorough search of his mouth which I failed at miserably, I gave him some ice and he was happy and the bleeding stopped. I decided later that one of the remotes hit the roof of his mouth, well I was wrong. Tonight while brushing his teeth, a pastime he finds hilarious, I found a tooth shaped cut on his tongue. Ouch! The poor guy bit his tongue so hard it bleed (a lot)!
Hopefully we are done with injuries around here for a while.
First it was Demands door frame accident. If you recall she tripped on a toy (or her large feet) and smacked right into a door frame giving herself quite the injury for a few days.
Then two days I was innocently making lunch when I misjudged the firmness of refrigerator chicken. Next thing I knew our pricey knife had tried to make my finger a part of lunch. Our knives are so sharp that usually I don't feel pain when they cut me, but this HURT. I grabbed my finger right away and squeezed as hard as I could. I really thought it would need stitches and I had no desire to tell Mr. Sloth that he'd lose yet another day of work. I finally got the courage to wash the cut and quickly bandage it before I finished making the chicken salad. By the way the children were not sympathetic to my injury and just projected their needs on me the entire time. When Mr. Sloth came home for lunch I braved looking at the cut. It was bad but not fatal. It's actually healed pretty nicely over the past two days which is a miracle considering Happy desperately tries to grab at my band aid at any opportunity. Diapering has become quite the challenge.
Then, yesterday, Happy was gleefully playing with the remote controls while standing between the couch and trunk/coffee table. My back was turned (most likely I was on the internet) when I heard him fall over. Laying on his side and still holding both remotes he burst into tears. It's not like him to be easily injured but obviously seemed hurt. He screamed for a while before I finally noticed he had blood in his mouth. After trying to do a thorough search of his mouth which I failed at miserably, I gave him some ice and he was happy and the bleeding stopped. I decided later that one of the remotes hit the roof of his mouth, well I was wrong. Tonight while brushing his teeth, a pastime he finds hilarious, I found a tooth shaped cut on his tongue. Ouch! The poor guy bit his tongue so hard it bleed (a lot)!
Hopefully we are done with injuries around here for a while.
Thursday, February 4, 2010
That's weird!
Yesterday I was changing Happy's diaper right before his nap. (That kid loves to poop!) I was afraid I would forget about the diaper and the room would get stinky so I asked Demand to put it on the dryer. I heard her in the laundry room. Then I heard a struggle. Finally I thought, "Oh, no did she put it IN the dryer?!". So I dashed in the laundry room to find it not in the dryer, but in the washer. Can you imagine if I had thrown a load of wash in with a poopy diaper and didn't know it?? Yuck! (It was a disposable one by the way)
Secondly I had some crazy dreams last night. First I had a dream that Mr.Sloth and I were getting married again. He, and I, and Obscure spent the whole day out and about doing nothing wedding related. Finally at 5:01pm I called my parents to see how the wedding planning was going and confirm the time. My mom said the wedding was at 6pm. I realized I didn't have long to get ready and then decided I would wear my hair down this time.
Then Happy woke me up. It was 6:30am. I was sad that I missed my second wedding.
A lot of times he wakes up at this time, nurses for a bit and either goes back in his crib or is up for the day. I woke up at 7:45!! And I had quite the dream!
This time my dream was not so happy. I had a dream that the parents of a college friend of mine were sueing me. I ended up getting a sentence of 3 weeks in jail and 62 days community service. I was crying a lot in the dream because I didn't want to go to jail, but apparently it was all because I told them someone we both knew had gone to Mass on Sunday when they hadn't and all sorts of bad things happened because of it. My parents were very supportive though but I do remember my mom at one point making the comment that my friends parents were "Zodiacs" which in the dream meant they were really good lawyers.
So I woke up at 7:45am (about an hour later than I thought I would. I heard Cinderella in the background and thought Demand was listening to one of her audio books. It turns out that she had woken up and Mr. Sloth fed her and then put on a video for her before heading off to work.
So it was a weird start to the morning but I was happy for the extra rest. I didn't feel I needed a nap for the rest of the day. Tomorrow the kiddos and I are using free passes from the library to meet a friend at the Children's Museum. Demand is really excited! We'll pack a lunch and then head home for a quick nap before I babysit for friends.It may be a busy day but my friend (whom I'm babysitting for) is bringing dinner as "payment" so at least I don't have to worry about dinner. This family is five months ahead of us with children. The girl is five months older than Demand, the boy is five months older than Happy, and they are 5-6 months ahead of us in pregnancy.
Weird, huh?
Secondly I had some crazy dreams last night. First I had a dream that Mr.Sloth and I were getting married again. He, and I, and Obscure spent the whole day out and about doing nothing wedding related. Finally at 5:01pm I called my parents to see how the wedding planning was going and confirm the time. My mom said the wedding was at 6pm. I realized I didn't have long to get ready and then decided I would wear my hair down this time.
Then Happy woke me up. It was 6:30am. I was sad that I missed my second wedding.
A lot of times he wakes up at this time, nurses for a bit and either goes back in his crib or is up for the day. I woke up at 7:45!! And I had quite the dream!
This time my dream was not so happy. I had a dream that the parents of a college friend of mine were sueing me. I ended up getting a sentence of 3 weeks in jail and 62 days community service. I was crying a lot in the dream because I didn't want to go to jail, but apparently it was all because I told them someone we both knew had gone to Mass on Sunday when they hadn't and all sorts of bad things happened because of it. My parents were very supportive though but I do remember my mom at one point making the comment that my friends parents were "Zodiacs" which in the dream meant they were really good lawyers.
So I woke up at 7:45am (about an hour later than I thought I would. I heard Cinderella in the background and thought Demand was listening to one of her audio books. It turns out that she had woken up and Mr. Sloth fed her and then put on a video for her before heading off to work.
So it was a weird start to the morning but I was happy for the extra rest. I didn't feel I needed a nap for the rest of the day. Tomorrow the kiddos and I are using free passes from the library to meet a friend at the Children's Museum. Demand is really excited! We'll pack a lunch and then head home for a quick nap before I babysit for friends.It may be a busy day but my friend (whom I'm babysitting for) is bringing dinner as "payment" so at least I don't have to worry about dinner. This family is five months ahead of us with children. The girl is five months older than Demand, the boy is five months older than Happy, and they are 5-6 months ahead of us in pregnancy.
Weird, huh?
Tuesday, February 2, 2010
The difference a day makes
Happy's vocabulary is growing rapidly. He officially says momma unfortunately its only said in a needy, whiny way so far. This morning I was woken up buy a pathetic sounding whimper coming from my closet. "Momma. Momma. Momma" Yesterday when met with a pool full of balls he pointed and excited declared "Ba! Ba!" He of course has already mastered the word more and hi, but today I breakfast I swear he said "nana" and there were fresh bananas on the counter, but Mr. Sloth thinks I'm just making it up.
All in all, yesterday was a good day. I took the kids to my bi-weekly lab appointment which can be a real drag in the cold but it went fine. Then we headed to Target so Demand could buy some Valentines for her party next week. At the Dollar Tree (which sells more than just $1 pregnancy tests, my personal favorite) I wanted to grab some party gear for Happy's birthday and I thought we could grab some decorations for Valentines and St. Patrick's Day. Plates, tablecloths, silverware, and plenty of decorations and we only spent $12. I truly love that store! I even let Demand get something and I NEVER let her get toys at the store. She wanted a little heart balloon on a stick, she was also really excited because for months I had promised her she could bring money from her piggy bank and buy an outfit for her doll. Her little doll wears blue and is named "Happy". However yesterday she picked out the exact same outfit only in pink and declared that "Happy" is now a girl. Interesting.
Happy napped really well yesterday and Demand was a great listener and had quiet time while Mommy napped. After nap time Demand had a playdate down the street. Of course it was 14 degrees and snowing all day so we had to get all bundled up to walk half a block. I was thrilled to have all the ingredients to make a meal (I'm getting pretty good at culinary improv)
After dinner I headed out to adoration and to get groceries. And yes I do need to pray before getting groceries. I don't know how much good it did though as I spent way more than I usually do. For starters I couldn't go to Aldi because they were closed so I had to go to SuperTarget and they already own my soul. There was just a lot of out of the ordinary stuff that made it into the cart. Happy desperately needed shoes and they've been hard to find. I'm also going through my " I don't feel very pretty" phase of pregnancy (which I think is more evidence that I'm having a girl) so I finally splurged and bought the curling iron I've been wanting for a year. I also bought a little make up. Being pregnant in the middle of winter is not good for the self esteem, especially when your belly is at the iffy stage where you can't tell if it's baby your seeing or just the result of recent food cravings. Which by the way my food cravings right now are fast food burgers and fries and Mr. Sloth judges me.
Today is a different day. The children were up by 6:30am. (Unacceptable!) I told Mr. Sloth that I blamed him because he was up by 6am and the children always smell productivity like it was fresh brewed coffee. We'll see how things play out.
Before I go I want to share a funny story about Demand. I mentioned before about her unfortunate run in with a door frame. She was really embarrassed and upset about how her face looked. We tried to tell people not to mention it but we knew there was little we could do at her cousins birthday party. About an hour after we arrived, her five year old cousin (standing 6 inches away from her) pointed and YELLED "BOO- BOO!!!!, and when no on understood him he yelled again this time adding "OUCH!". While I felt horrible for the mortified Demand it was kinda funny. Ten minutes later Demand and Mr. Sloth were in the kitchen and I heard her aunt say, "Whoa! I didn't see her face, what happened?!" What are you going to do? You can't protect them from everything. Her face looks really good today though, in case you are wondering.
All in all, yesterday was a good day. I took the kids to my bi-weekly lab appointment which can be a real drag in the cold but it went fine. Then we headed to Target so Demand could buy some Valentines for her party next week. At the Dollar Tree (which sells more than just $1 pregnancy tests, my personal favorite) I wanted to grab some party gear for Happy's birthday and I thought we could grab some decorations for Valentines and St. Patrick's Day. Plates, tablecloths, silverware, and plenty of decorations and we only spent $12. I truly love that store! I even let Demand get something and I NEVER let her get toys at the store. She wanted a little heart balloon on a stick, she was also really excited because for months I had promised her she could bring money from her piggy bank and buy an outfit for her doll. Her little doll wears blue and is named "Happy". However yesterday she picked out the exact same outfit only in pink and declared that "Happy" is now a girl. Interesting.
Happy napped really well yesterday and Demand was a great listener and had quiet time while Mommy napped. After nap time Demand had a playdate down the street. Of course it was 14 degrees and snowing all day so we had to get all bundled up to walk half a block. I was thrilled to have all the ingredients to make a meal (I'm getting pretty good at culinary improv)
After dinner I headed out to adoration and to get groceries. And yes I do need to pray before getting groceries. I don't know how much good it did though as I spent way more than I usually do. For starters I couldn't go to Aldi because they were closed so I had to go to SuperTarget and they already own my soul. There was just a lot of out of the ordinary stuff that made it into the cart. Happy desperately needed shoes and they've been hard to find. I'm also going through my " I don't feel very pretty" phase of pregnancy (which I think is more evidence that I'm having a girl) so I finally splurged and bought the curling iron I've been wanting for a year. I also bought a little make up. Being pregnant in the middle of winter is not good for the self esteem, especially when your belly is at the iffy stage where you can't tell if it's baby your seeing or just the result of recent food cravings. Which by the way my food cravings right now are fast food burgers and fries and Mr. Sloth judges me.
Today is a different day. The children were up by 6:30am. (Unacceptable!) I told Mr. Sloth that I blamed him because he was up by 6am and the children always smell productivity like it was fresh brewed coffee. We'll see how things play out.
Before I go I want to share a funny story about Demand. I mentioned before about her unfortunate run in with a door frame. She was really embarrassed and upset about how her face looked. We tried to tell people not to mention it but we knew there was little we could do at her cousins birthday party. About an hour after we arrived, her five year old cousin (standing 6 inches away from her) pointed and YELLED "BOO- BOO!!!!, and when no on understood him he yelled again this time adding "OUCH!". While I felt horrible for the mortified Demand it was kinda funny. Ten minutes later Demand and Mr. Sloth were in the kitchen and I heard her aunt say, "Whoa! I didn't see her face, what happened?!" What are you going to do? You can't protect them from everything. Her face looks really good today though, in case you are wondering.
Saturday, January 30, 2010
Light at the end of the tunnel
I'm going to be honest. Friday was rough. Really rough. For some reason Happy was just refusing to nap all week. The only way I could get him to sleep was by nursing (which I don't like doing) but even that wasn't a sure fix. Finally around 2pm on Friday I had had it. Happy had been screaming for over an hour, I was exhausted, and I found Demand downstairs (not in her bed). When I told her to go back to bed she started cry/whining and that's when I joined her. I just started bawling. This scared her, never having seen me cry, so she cried more then hugged me and kept crying. She went upstairs crying a most confused cry. I decided to join her in her room hoping maybe the boy would fall asleep and Demand and I could get a nap in too.
Twenty minutes later nothing had changed. I insisted Mr. Sloth bring us the car; we were going to the library. The kids had a blast! Our library is great. It has a huge play area with a a little house for kids to read in and plenty of excitement for the little guy. It even turned out to be "Art Attack Friday". The library had out tons of craft items to make cotton ball snowmen. Demand had a blast! Happy sat in his stroller patiently taking everything in while we picked out the books we wanted. I even found Demand's precious "Pinkalicious" on the shelf (it's a hard book to get). Finally I let the boy go and he was beyond happy to climb and explore. After more than an hour and a little bit of a sanity boost it was time to go home. The second we got in the car Happy started in with his screaming. It just continued until finally I nursed him to sleep and he stayed asleep for about an hour. I then whipped up a $5 Dinner which would have been great had I not accidentally had too many spicy elements. For some reason I had accidentally bought a can of black beans with jalapenos.
At long last it was time for me to head out for the night for my monthly book club. A much needed night out. I had a great time and even stayed out until midnight. It was so relaxing that I didn't mind that Happy woke up the second I climbed into bed or that morning sickness kicked in just as I laid down with him. I had gotten a much needed break and that was all that mattered.
Today was an ideal Saturday. It was a slow morning (especially since we were out of caffeinated coffee). Around the time of Happy's morning nap I thought we should all head out so he could sleep in the car. We went for drive-thru coffee and headed to a mall. It was the perfect amount of sleep for him. We had fun at Barnes and Noble, Creative Kids Stuff and Pottery Barn Kids before picking up lunch and heading home. Happy fell asleep in the car but we woke him up to give him lunch. He played for a bit after but was ready for bed, it was time for Demands nap as well. Unfortunately right as she was heading to her room she tripped and cracked her face on the door frame of her bedroom. It was bad. She had a little cut on the corner of her eyelid a cut all the way down her face to the edge of her lip that also bled a bit. She took it like a trooper though. Mr. Sloth laid down with her and some ice while I bravely put Happy down to nap. Much to my surprise he bought it with little fussing! In fact I left the room and he stared crying but then I heard nothing and thinking he fell asleep I came back to hear him playing. He eventually fell asleep, as did I. I'd been fighting a headache and morning sickness all day so my nap was much needed. After an hour an half Happy woke up but I wasn't done napping so I brought him in bed with me and we slept until 4:30pm! It was fantastic.
We picked up a rotisserie chicken for dinner and had left over rice and veggies on the side. I was proud of us for not ordering pizza but choosing something much cheaper and healthier. Plus since I've been craving Asian food (which Mr. Sloth is not helping with) the side of rice was quite tasty.
Happy went down for bed just perfectly. I even though he'd fallen asleep on my shoulder for a few minutes but he was just cuddling. He didn't fuss when he got in his crib, but just cooed and smiled at his fish tank and glow worm. Finally the smiles seemed bountiful enough that I could leave, and I did with now tears. Although it's funny, it's harder to leave when they are so easy and cute and that's the time they don't need you to stay.
Twenty minutes later nothing had changed. I insisted Mr. Sloth bring us the car; we were going to the library. The kids had a blast! Our library is great. It has a huge play area with a a little house for kids to read in and plenty of excitement for the little guy. It even turned out to be "Art Attack Friday". The library had out tons of craft items to make cotton ball snowmen. Demand had a blast! Happy sat in his stroller patiently taking everything in while we picked out the books we wanted. I even found Demand's precious "Pinkalicious" on the shelf (it's a hard book to get). Finally I let the boy go and he was beyond happy to climb and explore. After more than an hour and a little bit of a sanity boost it was time to go home. The second we got in the car Happy started in with his screaming. It just continued until finally I nursed him to sleep and he stayed asleep for about an hour. I then whipped up a $5 Dinner which would have been great had I not accidentally had too many spicy elements. For some reason I had accidentally bought a can of black beans with jalapenos.
At long last it was time for me to head out for the night for my monthly book club. A much needed night out. I had a great time and even stayed out until midnight. It was so relaxing that I didn't mind that Happy woke up the second I climbed into bed or that morning sickness kicked in just as I laid down with him. I had gotten a much needed break and that was all that mattered.
Today was an ideal Saturday. It was a slow morning (especially since we were out of caffeinated coffee). Around the time of Happy's morning nap I thought we should all head out so he could sleep in the car. We went for drive-thru coffee and headed to a mall. It was the perfect amount of sleep for him. We had fun at Barnes and Noble, Creative Kids Stuff and Pottery Barn Kids before picking up lunch and heading home. Happy fell asleep in the car but we woke him up to give him lunch. He played for a bit after but was ready for bed, it was time for Demands nap as well. Unfortunately right as she was heading to her room she tripped and cracked her face on the door frame of her bedroom. It was bad. She had a little cut on the corner of her eyelid a cut all the way down her face to the edge of her lip that also bled a bit. She took it like a trooper though. Mr. Sloth laid down with her and some ice while I bravely put Happy down to nap. Much to my surprise he bought it with little fussing! In fact I left the room and he stared crying but then I heard nothing and thinking he fell asleep I came back to hear him playing. He eventually fell asleep, as did I. I'd been fighting a headache and morning sickness all day so my nap was much needed. After an hour an half Happy woke up but I wasn't done napping so I brought him in bed with me and we slept until 4:30pm! It was fantastic.
We picked up a rotisserie chicken for dinner and had left over rice and veggies on the side. I was proud of us for not ordering pizza but choosing something much cheaper and healthier. Plus since I've been craving Asian food (which Mr. Sloth is not helping with) the side of rice was quite tasty.
Happy went down for bed just perfectly. I even though he'd fallen asleep on my shoulder for a few minutes but he was just cuddling. He didn't fuss when he got in his crib, but just cooed and smiled at his fish tank and glow worm. Finally the smiles seemed bountiful enough that I could leave, and I did with now tears. Although it's funny, it's harder to leave when they are so easy and cute and that's the time they don't need you to stay.
Thursday, January 28, 2010
Week Update
Monday I wrote about the busy week ahead and how a field trip to the Capitol didn't go quite as planned but I didn't get to finish the story.
When Monday started I knew it wasn't going to go well so I made, er, asked God to throw as much grace as his loving hands could gather, my way. I was so exhausted after the "Capitol Incident" I had no idea how I was going to be able to get the house cleaned and shop for my party the next day. Turns out, God had a plan. Happy refused to nap unless he was nursing so while Demand was 'napping' I laid down in bed with Happy. I heard Demand get up at some point and waited for her to come in and wake both of us but it never happened. I woke up at 4:30pm!!!! I woke Happy up and went to find Demand. She was happily playing in her room. No mischief, no potty accidents, no helping herself to the candy jar, it was fantastic!! That gave me the energy I needed to get through the day!
We had leftover pizza and then I quickly ran to the store, helped put the kids to bed and then after Mr. Sloth went back to work, I cleaned the whole downstairs. It was lovely!
Moral of the story God provides if we demand, er, ask.
The rest of the week went as follows.
Tues: Demand finally got to start learning to read. The lessons were so easy we did three the first day! I spent the rest of the day cleaning and maintaining. Mr. Sloth took Demand to her Good Shepard class and picked her up so that bought me some time. Happy continues to throw us a curve ball by being a difficult napper this week. My party went well, although only three women were able to make it, but as I told someone who couldn't make it, my house got clean that's all that matters!
Wednesday: By 2:30pm Happy had only napped for 35 minutes for the entire day. There was no way we could drop him off at a friends house with only 35 minutes of sleep and need him up past his regular bedtime. So I got the car from Mr. Sloth and took both children for a drive. Demand fell asleep after a half and hour, but Happy was resilient. Finally though he got enough rest, but since I didn't have free time during "naptime" I couldn't get all my CCD planned or my Bible Study done. It all worked out in the end.
I was surprisingly prudent Wednesday night and after I stuffed my face with wild wings and southwestern dippers making myself nauseous, I rolled myself upstairs to the bedroom in order to finish my Bible Study. I was leading small group this week so I had to get it done.
Thursday: Family woke up around 8am. Mr. Sloth got ready and went to work for an hour while the kids and I got ready to go. Knowing it was ridiculously cold today I played the roll of responsible mother and bundled everyone up including myself. Bible Study was awesome as usual. Since it's over two and a half hours the kids are worn out. I don't know what Demand did but Happy played with a lot of kids just his size for two hours without a morning nap. (He also filled two diapers, ate a banana and drank one and half sippy cups of juice/water) So Happy fell asleep on the way home and went straight to his crib. I had a nice suprise to my day when one my friends/neighbors/Bible Study women volunteered to come over and watch the kids while I got my shot this afternoon. It's such a drag to bundle up the kids, load them in the car, drive a half an hour for a five minute injection, twice a week! Sometimes Mr. Sloth will stay home while nap but he really can't afford the time away from work so this was a great blessing for both all of us!
So that was our week. No real plans for tomorrow which is great. Maybe if I'm brave I take the kids to the library, Demand learning to read and all.
When Monday started I knew it wasn't going to go well so I made, er, asked God to throw as much grace as his loving hands could gather, my way. I was so exhausted after the "Capitol Incident" I had no idea how I was going to be able to get the house cleaned and shop for my party the next day. Turns out, God had a plan. Happy refused to nap unless he was nursing so while Demand was 'napping' I laid down in bed with Happy. I heard Demand get up at some point and waited for her to come in and wake both of us but it never happened. I woke up at 4:30pm!!!! I woke Happy up and went to find Demand. She was happily playing in her room. No mischief, no potty accidents, no helping herself to the candy jar, it was fantastic!! That gave me the energy I needed to get through the day!
We had leftover pizza and then I quickly ran to the store, helped put the kids to bed and then after Mr. Sloth went back to work, I cleaned the whole downstairs. It was lovely!
Moral of the story God provides if we demand, er, ask.
The rest of the week went as follows.
Tues: Demand finally got to start learning to read. The lessons were so easy we did three the first day! I spent the rest of the day cleaning and maintaining. Mr. Sloth took Demand to her Good Shepard class and picked her up so that bought me some time. Happy continues to throw us a curve ball by being a difficult napper this week. My party went well, although only three women were able to make it, but as I told someone who couldn't make it, my house got clean that's all that matters!
Wednesday: By 2:30pm Happy had only napped for 35 minutes for the entire day. There was no way we could drop him off at a friends house with only 35 minutes of sleep and need him up past his regular bedtime. So I got the car from Mr. Sloth and took both children for a drive. Demand fell asleep after a half and hour, but Happy was resilient. Finally though he got enough rest, but since I didn't have free time during "naptime" I couldn't get all my CCD planned or my Bible Study done. It all worked out in the end.
I was surprisingly prudent Wednesday night and after I stuffed my face with wild wings and southwestern dippers making myself nauseous, I rolled myself upstairs to the bedroom in order to finish my Bible Study. I was leading small group this week so I had to get it done.
Thursday: Family woke up around 8am. Mr. Sloth got ready and went to work for an hour while the kids and I got ready to go. Knowing it was ridiculously cold today I played the roll of responsible mother and bundled everyone up including myself. Bible Study was awesome as usual. Since it's over two and a half hours the kids are worn out. I don't know what Demand did but Happy played with a lot of kids just his size for two hours without a morning nap. (He also filled two diapers, ate a banana and drank one and half sippy cups of juice/water) So Happy fell asleep on the way home and went straight to his crib. I had a nice suprise to my day when one my friends/neighbors/Bible Study women volunteered to come over and watch the kids while I got my shot this afternoon. It's such a drag to bundle up the kids, load them in the car, drive a half an hour for a five minute injection, twice a week! Sometimes Mr. Sloth will stay home while nap but he really can't afford the time away from work so this was a great blessing for both all of us!
So that was our week. No real plans for tomorrow which is great. Maybe if I'm brave I take the kids to the library, Demand learning to read and all.
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