I complained about not getting much sleep on my previous blog, but all that was nothing compared to last night. Jordan is now suffering from bronchitis. She's coughing, but the main problem is the stuffy nose. She didn't sleep last night.
I laid my head down at 9:30pm wanting to catch up on sleep, and woke up at 10:45 with both the girls crying. I nursed and then went back to bed. At midnight, I was awaken by Jordan. I thought she's hungry again, but she refused to eat and just cried her little head off , and she wouldn't sleep. By 2am, she still hasn't stopped crying and woke up the hubby. I searched for Tylenol hoping that it may make her feel better, but couldn't find any. Finally, at 3am, she quieted down and fell asleep.
At 4am, I was awaken by my son wanting to go pee. He then demanded I sleep in his bedroom. I was finally drifting to sleep when I was awakened by the girls for a feed.
By noon today, I crashed on the couch. I put the girls on the floor hoping they'd fall asleep and they did. Thank God! I was able to nap for 1 hour. Good thing, too since Jordan was super cranky after she woke up. She now refuses to nurse. I try and she cries her pretty little head off. But she did take baby food though. So at least, she wouldn't be starving in the middle of the night. It's now 8:30 pm, and the last time Jordan nursed was 11:30 am. Hopefully she nurses sometime in the night.
I am going to fix my son's lunch for school tomorrow and then I'm going to bed. Hopefully, I get at least a good hour of sleep before someone wakes me up.
The twins are still waking up every 3 hours at night to feed. They will be 8 months in a few days and they are driving me crazy. It's been a week now that they've been waking up this often. I mean, am I being punished for going out with the hubby last Friday and it took 4-5 hours between one of their feedings? It's not like I didn't fill them up before that. I nursed them every 2 hours in preparation for that long stretch of time.
My son who has been waking up 3-4 times a night has decided to be good for this past 2-3 nights and only wake up 1-2x a night. I'm thankful for this, of course. But is it too much to ask that for maybe for 2-3 days that they ALL be good sleepers?
I know this is not the outfit you think of when you think of the word centerfold. Katie is just modeling her christening outfit for me to make sure it fits.
Now comes the centerfold pictures. Just so you know, I'm not in a habit of taking my children's clothes off just to take a picture of them, so don't go calling Child Protective Services on me. The gown came off, and I just couldn't help myself. Do you think she's cold? Nah.
Here's Jojo being as cute as ever. After I got her undressed, I thought why bother trying the gown on her? If it fits Katie, then it fits her. She's still 2 lbs smaller after all.
There's good that comes out of being naked. You discover your feet! Hello, feet. It's nice to finally meet you.
And of course, these two centerfolds just have to have a little chitchat about having a crazy mother who undresses them when it's 40 degrees outside.
Have you had one of those days when you just want to be free as the day you were born? I mean, who doesn't want to see what every nook and crany, every dirt, every splinter, every cold surface feels like on your ass? You don't? Me neither.
But obviously, this boy thinks otherwise. He progressively lost a piece of clothing in a span of 1 hour. Jojo and I were trying to document the day, but she had other ideas too.
Since Friday night when the doctor ordered that Katie be on the nebulizer every 4 hours for her bronchitis, it's been a heck of a weekend. Somehow, I think Jordan knows that her sister is needing a bit more attention and has decided to help her out. She has decided she'd be waking up every 3 hours. Oi.
To top it all off, I've been having a hard time sleeping. But I'm too worried about Katie to really mourn about my loss of sleep.
Then came last night. Since I've been sleeping in our room so that I could closely monitor the twins, my husband has been sleeping in Matty's room (which he doesn't usually do). At 3 am last night while I was holding Katie on the nebulizer, in came my husband cursing. He said he hasn't been able to sleep since he went to bed at midnight because Matty has been crying and grunting all evening long. (I think I managed to interject in the middle of the cursing that Matty sometimes does that and I've just learned to sleep through it.)
Finally, I took pity on him and said he could go and sleep in our bedroom and I will sleep with Matty. I just asked him to listen if Katie starts coughing uncontrollably.
To make the long story short, I'm operating on about 6 total hours of good sleep since Friday night. Oh, and I got 30 minutes of excellent sleep on the lounge chair when the hubby and I decided to watch Bourne Ultimatum last night.
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Why do I love Minti?
1. Only on Minti can I feel so popular and have tons of friends!
2. I can say whatever I want and you have no choice but to read it BEFORE you can even have YOUR say!
3. I can say I've been a monster to my toddler and get nothing but support and love from my Minti peeps.
4. I learn new lingo everyday, like "grizzles", "nappy", "pram", etc.
5. I always feel better on my crappy days since there's always someone here having an even crappier day!
6. I know more people here on a more personal level than I do some of my "friends"! I mean, I can tell you who gets along with their in-laws and who wants to hire the mob on their in-laws, and who is pregnant, and who is suffering from non-stop morning sickness and who isn't and who is having trouble potty training their toddlers.
7. There is ALWAYS someone to talk to. Even at 3 AM my time! Who doesn't love the time difference!
8. I can make friends in my pajamas!
9. It's so easy to find like-minded people here.
10. You can talk about the color and consistency of poop and no one minds.
Bronchiolitis and Bronchitis. Just take out a few letters in the middle and the two become 2 different things. First it was Brochiolitis and now it's Bronchitis. Poor Kitty Kat. She has been wheezing intermitently for a few days, but today it was constant. She also turns red in the face every time she coughs, so the hubby and I decided to take her to the doctor. She was put on the nebulizer at the doctor's office, which improved her breathing dramatically. So, we've been sent home with our very own. Katie must be on the nebulizer every 4 hours through the weekend (more often if needed) and then as needed after that. She is also on antibiotics.
Unfortunately, it started with Big Bro. But with him, his coughing wasn't that bad so we weren't worried (besides, since he started pre-school, I can count in one hand the weeks he was cough-free). Jordan is once again spared, though. I don't know how she manages not to get these upper respiratory crap that seem to bother Katie, but she does. You'd think the bigger of the two is more bug-resistant.
For this weekend, instead of me manning Camp Ducklings, the hubby is pitching in. He is going to handle the big boy's 3-4x/night wakings (just to check that he isn't alone in his bedroom) and I will be with the girls. I need good nights sleep in between the nebulizer sessions.
Matty didn't go to school today because a bad tummy ache kept him up last night.
This is what happens when you decide to take a nap with your children and your toddler wakes up before you. I'm just glad I put the girls in the playpen, or they may have met with the same fate.
Matty missed school today. His tummy wasn't feeling well and he was up most of the night. So we've decided that he should just stay home. That and I'm feeling guilty. I've been a monster this past few days. I blow up on Matty for everything he does. A couple of days ago, his whining just drove me over the edge so I was screaming most of the evening. It really isn't fair.
Good thing that hubby and I talked about it last night. We talked about what we could do to reduce the stress, and reduce the stress that I was putting on myself. It really is terrible that I am screaming at my son when he hasn't done anything wrong. I have officially dubbed myself to be too strict, which is something I do not want to continue.
The other night, when my hubby was putting Matty to bed, Matty heard me come up the steps. He ran to his door and slammed it. He told his daddy that the mommy monster was coming.
I need a break to recoup and recharge, but unfortunately it's not possible for 3 kids. It's only possible for me to get out of the house by myself at night once everyone is asleep. But by that time, all I want to do is sleep too.
I've been "meme" tagged by Kristen. I have no idea what "meme" is, but I have enough marbles in my head to understand the rules.
Here are the rules for this tag.
Link to the person that tagged you.
Post the rules on your blog.
Share six non-important things/habits/quirks about yourself.
Tag six random people at the end of your post by linking to their blogs.
Let each random person know they have been tagged by leaving a comment on their website.
Are you ready? I know you just can't wait to know 6 random quirky things about me.
1. I have oily hair. I hear hair pros on TV telling women not to wash their hair everyday. I’m like, huh? No way. That’s just gross. Well, apparently, not everyone has the same hair as I do. My hair starts to get greasy by the end of the day, so if I don’t wash it the next day, well, I just look like I rolled around in a tub of grease.
2. I’m a morning person. Yup. I am. Just ask my husband. He absolutely hates it. I can roll out of bed and be fully charged right away. No warming up period, no fuzzy, groggy period – no caffiene needed.
3. I have Bandaids and Neosporine in every bathroom in my house. I guess with a toddler and twin infants, it’s necessary, but that’s not the reason. I have excema on my feet, and when summer and winter hits they crack and hurt like a mother. So, I patch each crack with bandaid and I’m good to go.
4. Northern VA traffic turned me into a psycho. If you have ever been in this area you know how bad traffic is. People would go as close as an inch from your car thinking that would save them some time off their trip. Shyah. I got nudged this way, one crazy day, and I got off the car. Went to the driver and started raving like a lunatic. “Are you stupid? Are YOU stupid? Can’t you see that no one is moving? ARE YOU STUPID?,” I asked the 20 something boy. I think I said the word stupid more than 20 times. Finally he said, “Enough with the “stupid”. After I calmed down, I thought perhaps I was the stupid one. Mind you, this is the one and only time I did this.
5. I have vertigo. As a child, I used to suffer from dizzy spells at least 2x a month that would keep me in bed for at least 5 days. Fortunately, I seem to have outgrown it. The only thing that brings on a dizzy spell nowadays is prolonged disruption in my sleep pattern. Yeah, like having a toddler and twins. That does it.
6. I don’t like to hug. Hugging other people (other than my husband and kids) feels to me like the most awkward thing to do. I can rest my leg up to chest level and have it completely straight while I shave in the shower and it doesn’t feel as awkward as having to hug other people.
This is one from the vault. This is Matty at 2 months old. His sisters are now 7 months old and they don't even have that much hair, and definitely not that chubby.
Amazingly enough, he still has the same whine at almost 3 years old. And it still has the same potency to make Mommy's ears ring instantly.
Matty and the girls enjoyed having their Nana, Papaw and their cousins this weekend. Matty couldn't get enough of his youngest cousin, Connor. It really reminds me of when these three nephews were younger. They couldn't get enough of their Uncle.
Katie seems to warm up to everyone much faster this time. Yay! She's really quite a ham. Jojo was just like her old self; she doesn't mind the attention.
This afternoon, before Matty went for his nap, he asked for a TV in his room. Where the heck does he get these things? Too bad his Daddy and I have long ago decided (even before Matty was just a twinkle in our eyes) that there will not be a TV in the kid's room. Really, I don't even know why he wants a TV there. He only watches the same 2 episodes of Go Diego Go over and over.
Then this evening, the hubby tried to play a trick on me. I was on bath duty with Matty and Daddy was on twins duty (diaper change and PJ). When we switched off (he puts Matty to bed and I nurse the twins), I noticed after a couple of seconds (HA!) that he had switched their PJ's and switched their position in the crib.
I hate to tell you this, sweetpea. But you have to do better than that!
The in-laws along with 3 nephews (age 12, 10, 8) came for the weekend. We were expecting only 1 nephew to come, so I think I did a pretty good job feeding the masses and my own family. PHEW! A winter storm yesterday and we were getting scared that our visitors would get stuck here for one more day. Thankfully, the weather cleared up! I don't think we could have taken one more day.
I was cooking most of the day for the past 2 days. I need to rest.
I mentioned previously that I may have to split the girls up and put them in their own cribs very very soon because they are getting too big for one. Well, I've been stressing out about this. I want them to stay together as long as possible, because to separate them prematurely may cause them stress.
Well, it seems that they can stay together for a while longer because they have figured out a way to situate themselves nicely. Such smart little things, they are.
This is perfect! This gives them enough room from head to toe to stretch out, plus they are positioned in such a way that they don't smack each others faces and disturb each other.
Yesterday, Matty and I went to buy groceries late in the afternoon. We were having a great time, and he was behaving. It was slow going since he wanted to help me with everything. It was fun to teach him the names of the vegetables and such.
Toward the end, he saw a Bob The Builder toddler umbrella. I told him he could choose one. But after choosing one, he didn't want to leave the embrellas. He said they were all his and sat in front of it. Fine by me, since I was trying to look for some clothes for the girls. When it was time to go, he didn't give a fuss.
But while getting ready to pay, I told him he needed to give the umbrella to the cashier so that we could pay for it, but the cashier would give it right back (something he never had a problem with before). But he refused to let go of it and started a major tantrum. When I finally got it off his hand, the cashier couldn't find a tag. She proceeded to inspect every inch of the umbrella for a bar code. I told her, over Matty's screaming, that she should get somebody to go back where the umbrellas were to get the price. But she stared at me blankly. ARGH! So I gave the umbrella back to my son, and I dragged him back to the umbrellas and got one with a tag. Before I left, I told the cashier to go ahead and ring up the rest of the stuff (there was nobody else in line). But when I got back, the cashier was just standing there. Nothing rung up. ARGH!!! In the meantime, I was still dealing with a screaming toddler. After about 5 or so minutes, Matty quited down.
But outside the store, I told him to hold my hand because there were cars and I didn't want him to get hit. Well, hell broke lose again. He screamed his head off and wouldn't walk. So then, I had a toddler refusing to move on one hand and a cart full of groceries in the other, in the middle of the parking lot. It was so stressful, I started raising my voice and swatted him on the butt. I don't know how I managed to get us to the car, but I did somehow. But then I still had to get him into his carseat - not easy when he was arching his back and screaming.
SOooooooooooo stressful! But on the way home, I calmed down and he did too. I asked him he was screaming and he said it was because he wanted to get down. Huh? Oh well, I wasn't about to figure out what he was talking about, as long as we were calm I'm happy.
The Castle bed is finally here! It took a frustrating hour and a half to get it assembled (someone wanted to pound on everything with a rubber mallet and fit anything with a dowel to anything with a hole). Matty is very happy, even if the castle post and the hand rail for the ladder is yet to be delivered.
He loves the area underneath. It's perfect for hiding!
And of course, I just have to get a shot in of my lowly little set up on the floor. Ever since we moved Matty to his new room, I have been sleeping everywhere but my cozy king size bed. But I'm sure Daddy is enjoying it enough for the both of us. I spend a total of about 5 hours in the floor in Matty's room, and about an hour in my bed and awake and walking around in between. When I'm about to sink in into that deep sweet sweet slumber is when I usually get waken up with, "Mommy!! Mom! Come here and sleep with me on the floor!"
Oh the betrayal. The backstabbing. I don't know if I can take it. Twenty-four hours, seven days a week with Katie and what is her first word? I thought the females of the house are supposed to stick together.
Does anyone want to rent my kids? We could sure use the money..
We owe about $2,000 USD from my husband's sugery last May. I've gotten the bill several times before but didn't know what it was for, so I called the doctor's office a few times. Every time I get someone telling me they will reserach it and call me back. But no one ever called back. Now I get a letter saying I must pay it now or the account will be put in collections.
I've called everyone this morning and finally got it sorted. It turns out we do owe this money. But it would have been great to know this last year so we have over several months to pay it. But no.. no one calls me back! I mentioned this to the billing manager at the doctor's office, but she said they only have a record of me calling back in Aug. so I've had all that time and I didn't do anything.
January is a bad bad month to be stuck with such a big bill that has to be paid NOW! We still have to recover from the Christmas shopping and now this.
I'm so angry!!!!!! I see a bill and I call people to find out exactly what it's for, but people out there do not want to do more than they have and then people like me get have to cough up a great sum of money in such a short amount of time. I'm not shirking my responsibilities but ARGH!!!!
This is the new crib we bought for the twins. Could you believe cribs run on average of $250? Well, we knew we were going to have to buy two, so we went to our friendly local Wal-Mart and found one for half that price. All we really cared about is that it converts to a toddler bed, because unlike Big Bro, these two definitely aren't sleeping in Mommy's and Daddy's bed. Also, notice the boy themed bedding. This was Big Bro's. It's nice to finally able to use it (Big Bro HATED the crib). I will get girly crib beddings soon enough.
They are sleeping the short way at the moment so that they can sleep together. Putting these two the long way makes them too close to each other, which is very hazardous to one of them. One arm ends up on the other's face and it prevents that one from sleeping. Not a good thing. This way, they can still touch each other (like they always do) but not bother each other. But notice that their heads and legs touch the ends. In a matter of weeks, we'll have to the 2nd crib and they have to start sleeping seperately. Who knows how many sleepless nights that process would bring? (By the way, Jojo is in white and Katie is in yellow).
Last night, Matty didn't want to eat what I had for him for dinner. So instead of arguing, I gave him other options. I asked if he would like me to make him a cheese sandwich and he said yes. But after one bite, he said he was done. Unbeknownst to me, since I was feeding girls, he headed to the trash can. I saw him right before he dropped the sandwich and, and yelled NO! But he dropped it anyway. I was seething. I told him not to throw food away that he hasn't even eaten. But he insisted he was done.
After I calmed down a bit, I realized that he was never forced to eat anything at school. Once he claims he is done with his food, they throw it away even if it wasn't eaten. So I guess we'll have to do the same thing at home. Getting mad at him for a behavior that is acceptable at school will just confuse him.
Katie is getting so good at sitting up by herself for a fairly long time (about 3-4 minutes). But don't get her turning her head or off she falls!
Jojo can sit up, but only for a short time. She loves to push back with her legs so off she falls. Silly girl.
Having a great time playing and exploring the toys. I know I mentioned the system of dressing them, so Jojo should be in green and Katie should be in pink. But I like to mess with Daddy's head. :-)
The twins has their first sweet potatoes and from the looks of it, it's not a hit. Hmmm. I don't think anything could compare to Nana's split pea soup over Christmas.
This video shows Jojo's cleverness. She discovered making bubbles is the best way to get rid of the sweet potatoes.
This is Katie, equally as clever. She has discovered the control of her own mouth and refuses to open it.
The day Matty went back to school (Jan. 2nd), Daddy and I started cracking on his big boy room. We ordered him a castle bed 4 weeks ago and it's going to be delivered any day now. We donated the bed suite to Salvation Army and now it's empty. Time to paint! (I will put more pictures as we make progress in decorating the room.)
Daddy got this Cars fan that he said MUST go in the room, so this was the first to go up and it's the inspiration for the color. Here's the empty room after I put tape. Daddy was in the store picking up some painting supplies.
Two hours later, here it is. I put the blue paint (oooh, fancy! an accent wall!) and Daddy took on the gray on the other 3 walls. I must say this is the fastest we've ever tackled a painting project!
Here's what the room looked like yesterday. We took a couple of rest days to run other errands and let the paint dry. We just love the color scheme! Though we need to put another light source because the fan light is just isn't enough.
This is late last night putting the crib up for the girls because they are getting too big for the bassinet. I must say that Daddy showed great restraint with his little "helper", until Matty decided to shred the stryrofoam from the packaging. Then all I heard was "Put that down! I'm going to count! I said put that down NOW!"
The year 2007 was filled with one blessings after the other. What the hubby and I did to deserve such endless gifts, we would never know, but we are forever grateful.
The year started it out pretty rocky with the worry of going into preterm labor and not having any support system in place to take care of the little man, but everything fell into place with such great family. The hubby's parents were more than willing to put their lives on pause and help us out however they can - and they did. They were here during the hubby's major jaw operation and they were here in a moments notice when I went into labor early. We could never thank them enough for what they have done.
We are also thankful for my mother who came and helped us out for a month after the twins were born. Had it not been for her caring for Matty, I don't know if we would still be sane by now. Or maybe Matty would have ended up for auction on Ebay? if only for a second...
The girls were amazingly healthy and amazingly big for being 6 1/2 weeks early. There were definitely angels watching over them (my grandmother included). They continue to thrive and in no time, they will be ganging up on Big Bro for sure.
Matty did excellently this year. For someone who is hard to transition, he accepted pre-school like a pro. Daddy and I expected crying fits for a week, nothing like it remotely happened. He absolutely loves school. His speech has taken off and we are continually amazed (and shocked) at what he says.
The hubby's sleep apnea was finally addressed and now he is sleeping soundlessly. Yipee! He went through a lot with the latest surgery, and we are thankful that it's over. I'm also thankful that I do not need to worry about him stopping breathing in the middle of the night - though it took some getting used to not hearing a peep out of him the first few nights. I had to make sure he was breathing!
I am thankful for my health. My body did pretty well at keeping the twins in for a fairly long time. Thank goodness for Big Bro being big - he made sure that his sisters following him fit in there quite well.
The year 2007 made it quite clear to me the importance of family. When it was just the hubby and I, we were relatively reclusive, and it worked for us. But with the arrival of the twins, it was clear as day that no one could stand alone in this world. We all need each other.
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I need a break to recoup and recharge, but unfortunately it's not possible for 3 kids. It's only possible for me to get out of the house by myself at night once everyone is asleep. But by that time, all I want to do is sleep too.
Here's the empty room after I put tape. Daddy was in the store picking up some painting supplies.
