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Sometimes The Thought Is All That Counts

Published by dee on September 8, 2008

I had my weekend all carefully planned out. I wanted to spend some time at home so I could read Twilight get some housework done, catch up on laundry, do a little sewing, and actually relax with my family. I also wanted to take the kids out to Deanna Rose Farmstead to enjoy the cooler weather and let Zach ride the pony now that he is finally old enough.

What I didn’t plan on was Zach being a total pain in the butt all weekend. He had been a little cranky lately but I figured we could work around it. Apparently I was wrong. It should have tipped me off when he wouldn’t settle down at dinner Friday night. It should really have tipped me off when we tried to leave for Deanna Rose Saturday morning and he threw a fit before we even got out of the door. I should have just stopped right then and called the whole trip off. But I had high hopes. I thought maybe once we got there he would cheer up.

Again, I was wrong. He was okay for little spurts here and there but we had several unnecessary meltdowns. I convinced him to try riding the pony, but after a very short trip he was scared and wanted to get off. That was fine. As we made our way back through towards the exit, we let him play on the playground for a bit and then planned to make our way to the petting zoo part before we left. It started sprinkling a bit so we decided we better get a move on but Zach wasn’t ready to stop playing (surprise, surprise!). Commence full-on tantrum. Eventually I picked him up to take him off of the playground and he decided to head butt me right smack on my nose. And then I became the mom who slaps her kid on the playground. Oh yes, that was a glorious moment.

I carried him to the stroller, strapped him in and we walked to the car with him screaming and everybody staring. It was enough to make me not want to take him out in public again until he’s 18. It was enough that I had to go get a LARGE Culver’s Oreo Concrete to eat on the way home even though I decided the day before to lay off the dairy for Evie’s sake. It was either that or large amounts of alcohol so I chose the ice cream.

When we finally got home we both settled down a bit. Evie, Zach, and I all got some much needed nap time in and had a much more enjoyable evening.

Sunday, the day I was supposed to stay home and relax clean, I ended up having to go grocery shopping. Then we went over to my mom’s to help her clean and pack away the pool for another year. We didn’t get home until after 9:30. On the way home, I noticed a huge crack in my windshield that wasn’t there earlier. Zach and Evie both fell asleep in the car so I was hoping to easily transfer them to bed so I could get some things done.

You all know how that worked out, right? I carried Zach in and put him in his bed. Sound asleep. Hubby brought Evie in and as soon as he put her down in her crib she started crying. I tried to grab her quickly before she woke Zach up, but apparently it wasn’t quickly enough. A few minutes later Zach was up telling us he wasn’t tired. It took until nearly 11:00 to get him back to bed.

Once I finally got him down again, I still had to get a load of laundry done, fix bottles for day care, pack a diaper bag, wash my pump parts, and dig out clothes for the kids to wear.

Once again, I woke up on Monday morning feeling more tired than I did on Friday afternoon. It was actually a relief to go to work this morning, even though I got there a good twenty minutes late. Maybe I’ll get my relaxing weekend next weekend.

Even though the weekend didn’t turn out the way I planned, I did at least get this picture that I absolutely love.

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A Truly Relaxing Weekend

Published by dee on September 3, 2008

Let me just start out by saying this: You women who have five kids are completely insane. We had five kids and five adults at the lake house this weekend and it nearly took all five adults to keep up with the five kids.

The weekend started out a bit rocky. We got a late start Friday night, which put us winding through not very clearly marked lake roads in the pitch black night hours. We only make one wrong turn (because I couldn’t see the split in the road) which was easily corrected. Zach finally fell asleep just a few minutes before we got there, then woke up and refused to go back to sleep until nearly 4:00 a.m. on Saturday morning. Considering the amount of sleep he had, he was pretty well behaved the next day though.

We spent quite a bit of time out on the lake in the boat, which the kids and adults both loved. The boat seemed to put four out of the five kids to sleep nearly every time we were on it which was quite convenient. We took a ride out to Gator’s Saturday night where I indulged on the fried pickles I’ve been craving since I was pregnant with Evie. They were so good I ordered some more to take home for later.

On Sunday, we rode out to Ha Ha Tonka State Park where we walked until we couldn’t go any farther with the stroller. Then we went back to the house for a late lunch and let the kids swim for a while. Zach still wasn’t very confident in the water, but Evie actually fell asleep while floating around in her life jacket (with my arm wrapped around her of course). She definitely likes the water. I’m going to have to check with my dad and see if they got any good pictures of the kids in the water because I wasn’t brave enough to take my camera out there.

When we weren’t out on the water, we spent the time relaxing at the house. I was finally able to finish reading Sleep is for the Weak while my sister took on the first book of the Twilight series. She now has the other three books in her possession and will probably finish them before I get even halfway through the first one.

It was a wonderful weekend. The kids were a little crazy at times, but considering we had ten people crammed into a tiny little (non child-proofed!) lake house, they really were pretty well behaved. Most of all, I really enjoyed spending some time with my dad and his wife. They usually have to rush back home on Saturday so that my dad can be ready for church Sunday morning, but he actually had the
day off and got to stick around until we left on Monday. I haven’t even seen my dad since they moved at the end of June, so it was especially nice to spend some time with him.

Oh, and the very best part of the entire weekend? Evie slept for a record EIGHT glorious hours in a row Sunday night and I actually got to sleep for seven of those hours. I woke up at 6:00 a.m. with what felt like two gigantic watermelons on my chest, but it was so worth it. That is the longest I’ve slept in probably eight months or so and it felt so very good.

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Blissfully Domestic Re-Launches

Published by dee on September 2, 2008

Blissfully Domestic, the online destination for everything domestic is re-launching today with a new magazine-style layout. Included in the re-launch is the division of channels so you can easily find the content you want. So why am I posting about this here? Because I am going to be a contributor for the new Creative Bliss channel. I’ll be posting over there a couple times a month about crafts I’ve been doing or fun things I’ve discovered. I’ll try to remember to link it up here when my posts are up, but if you are into crafts you might as well just subscribe over there because there are a lot of other crafty ladies posting some great stuff too. Go on, go check it out. There’s a little something for everybody.

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Ten Minute Pump 'n' (Brain) Dump

Published by dee on August 28, 2008

Busy, busy, busy as usual so I’m using my 10 minute pumping break to do a brain dump as well.

The last few days have been nothing short of chaos in my house. Every day this week has seen me later and later to work, not only because my new haircut takes longer to fix in the mornings, but also because my kids and the Universe just don’t want me to get there on time.

This morning I fully intended to get up earlier so that I could get out the door on time. Then Evie woke up wanting to nurse right when I needed to get up. By the time she finished up I was 20 minutes late. Then I showered and got dressed only to discover that my favorite belt that I wear nearly every day was missing. I’m not sure if it sprouted legs and ran away or what, but was definitely missing. After a ten minute search I gave up thinking that I would just go without. Ten minutes later and I was back in my room searching because my pants were falling down. Finally found a substitute and started looking for shoes. Oh yeah, my favorite brown sandals busted while wearing them on Monday. Had to find substitute shoes too.

Once I was finally dressed, it was time to get the kids dressed. Guess what? The shirt I wanted Evie to wear? No where to be found. Finally, after digging through three laundry baskets I found it and got her dressed. Then I turn around and Zach (who was supposed to be getting dressed) is laying on the floor buck naked.

Get Zach dressed, take dogs outside, grab bottles, diaper bag, etc., and finally get in car at 8:34. Um, 8:00 is our goal leave time.

This has been our week. Every little thing seems to take way longer than it should.

That is why I’m kind of pondering how stable my mind was when I agreed to take the two kids BY MYSELF to the lake this weekend. Okay, so I won’t truly be by myself as my Dad, his wife, and my sister’s whole family will be there as well but not having Hubby’s extra two hands there to help is going to be difficult. It is amazing how much I rely on him these days.

I’m already kind of sad about leaving him behind. Not only because I’ll miss his help with the kids but because I’ll miss him. Well, that and I’m insanely jealous that he gets to stay home for three whole days without any kids. Do you know what I could accomplish with three whole days* to myself? A whole hellava lot, that’s what.

But I get three days at the lake to (sorta) relax with my beautiful kiddos and my family. Let’s just hope I’m a little more sane when I return.

*Yeah, right. Like I could actually leave my kids for 3 days? Not likely. I would die of sadness.

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