Friday, November 13, 2009
Thursday, November 12, 2009
I am SO over this week!!
Ok, so seriously, I am exhausted. 3 nights ago, Liv slept through the whole night with nary a peep. 2 nights ago she was up screaming at the top of her lungs every.fifteen.minutes until I finally brought her out on the couch with me. Last night it was every few hours and she ended up in bed with us. I have been up since 3am. When will this ever end?
I am starting to believe that as long as she is under our roof, she will never sleep, never stop with the incessant screeching, and will never be off the bottle. This girl. She is destroying my will to live.
It helps some to read Sundry who has the same sort of issues going on at her house. The difference is that our house is very very small. And to let her scream, when the other children have school in the morning, well, that is just not going to happen. So I go to her in the middle of the night, and I calm her. Change her diaper. Get her the bottle she asks for. Pick up her teetee (her blanket) for the 100-millionth time. And I deal with it.
But damn if it isn’t wearing me thin.
The lack of sleep has made me very crabby, and it took every ounce of self control I had to not punch this lady at the portrait studio the other day. I arrived with the children 20 minutes before our scheduled appointment. The lady from the previous appointment was selecting her photos. I got checked in, and took the kids for a walk in the store and picked up a few things that we needed. We came back right at 4:30, and Lady was still picking her photos. She continued to select them, sheet by sheet, until 4:50. So at the very least, she had spent 40 minutes picking out photos. While I waited with 3 children who were getting more and more antsy by the second. I partly blame the studio, because they took over 100 shots [there was an outfit change involved (in my short session alone, they took 45 shots)] but really, this bitch just had no regard for any of us. I was livid!!! And when she left, she made no apologies, just breezed on out of there, her pocket $129 lighter (thank you very much) and just left. I mean GOD!
The only reason we were at this particular studio was because I bought a $10 package while out shopping a few weeks ago, and it was a ridiculous amount of photos for not a lot of money. I realized that they would try and suck me in to buying more photos. I bought not one other photo. I can not get past this. Everything aside though, the photos turned out very well—and I give anyone kudos who can get 3 kids to smile and look at the camera all at the same time. I think I am kind of done with studios though. I’d like to find a nice private photographer.
And speaking of photos, we got Bud’s school photos back last week, and when I opened them, my breath actually caught in my throat. Then I immediately burst in to tears. I know; lame. But there was this KID staring at me! Not my baby boy; a KID!! So yeah, I cried over how fast the time has gone by, and how before I know it I’ll be opening his senior portrait package (yes, I know he’s in kindergarten).
Anyway…look at my KID!
I am starting to believe that as long as she is under our roof, she will never sleep, never stop with the incessant screeching, and will never be off the bottle. This girl. She is destroying my will to live.
It helps some to read Sundry who has the same sort of issues going on at her house. The difference is that our house is very very small. And to let her scream, when the other children have school in the morning, well, that is just not going to happen. So I go to her in the middle of the night, and I calm her. Change her diaper. Get her the bottle she asks for. Pick up her teetee (her blanket) for the 100-millionth time. And I deal with it.
But damn if it isn’t wearing me thin.
The lack of sleep has made me very crabby, and it took every ounce of self control I had to not punch this lady at the portrait studio the other day. I arrived with the children 20 minutes before our scheduled appointment. The lady from the previous appointment was selecting her photos. I got checked in, and took the kids for a walk in the store and picked up a few things that we needed. We came back right at 4:30, and Lady was still picking her photos. She continued to select them, sheet by sheet, until 4:50. So at the very least, she had spent 40 minutes picking out photos. While I waited with 3 children who were getting more and more antsy by the second. I partly blame the studio, because they took over 100 shots [there was an outfit change involved (in my short session alone, they took 45 shots)] but really, this bitch just had no regard for any of us. I was livid!!! And when she left, she made no apologies, just breezed on out of there, her pocket $129 lighter (thank you very much) and just left. I mean GOD!
The only reason we were at this particular studio was because I bought a $10 package while out shopping a few weeks ago, and it was a ridiculous amount of photos for not a lot of money. I realized that they would try and suck me in to buying more photos. I bought not one other photo. I can not get past this. Everything aside though, the photos turned out very well—and I give anyone kudos who can get 3 kids to smile and look at the camera all at the same time. I think I am kind of done with studios though. I’d like to find a nice private photographer.
And speaking of photos, we got Bud’s school photos back last week, and when I opened them, my breath actually caught in my throat. Then I immediately burst in to tears. I know; lame. But there was this KID staring at me! Not my baby boy; a KID!! So yeah, I cried over how fast the time has gone by, and how before I know it I’ll be opening his senior portrait package (yes, I know he’s in kindergarten).
Anyway…look at my KID!
Monday, November 2, 2009
Happy Halloween! (it was)
It was the coldest Halloween we’ve had in years, but it went off (pretty much) without a hitch. Lucy was crabby that she had to wear pants under her Tinkerbell costume, (but felt better wearing her rain boots and winter hat that is covered in peace signs). Bud, who was recovering from H1N1, tired quickly. I dug out an old costume for my niece, Sam, whose did not have one. And Liv? Well, she was the happiest baby in town! Maybe it’s a fluke, but her surgery has really seemed tom make a difference. Just look at that face!!
We got a ton of candy, and the kids had a fantastic time. Liv was thrilled to be part of what the big kids were doing, until she tripped on her dress and smashed her nose in to someone’s porch. We saw many of Bud’s school friends, who were thrilled that he was out and feeling better. Lucy took inventory of all of her candy, which was crazy funny. After every house she said “Mama, look! I got some M&M’s!” and so on. And like I said, Bud tired quickly, but he was a good sport. Hub and I had a great time following behind him because his costume, which was the same he wore last year (his choice) was a bit tight, especially with the sweats I made him wear underneath for warmth. His pants bell bottomed out a bit at the bottom. Hub kept making comments like “Abba called, they want their outfit back”.
I was happy to be out with my kiddos. And to be wearing my new Ugg boots. (that shipped from China, but that is a story for another day)
We got a ton of candy, and the kids had a fantastic time. Liv was thrilled to be part of what the big kids were doing, until she tripped on her dress and smashed her nose in to someone’s porch. We saw many of Bud’s school friends, who were thrilled that he was out and feeling better. Lucy took inventory of all of her candy, which was crazy funny. After every house she said “Mama, look! I got some M&M’s!” and so on. And like I said, Bud tired quickly, but he was a good sport. Hub and I had a great time following behind him because his costume, which was the same he wore last year (his choice) was a bit tight, especially with the sweats I made him wear underneath for warmth. His pants bell bottomed out a bit at the bottom. Hub kept making comments like “Abba called, they want their outfit back”.
I was happy to be out with my kiddos. And to be wearing my new Ugg boots. (that shipped from China, but that is a story for another day)
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