Things crossed off of check-list so far:
*Showered (hallelujah!)
*Picked Kids up from school
*Lunch
*Worked with Miss Q (that infant gas must be a killer!)
*Got Miss Q napping
*Got Guest Room laundry free (folding and putting away, though I did engage in the great procrastinator fall-back: shoving things...I am in the middle of sorting through summer/fall/winter clothes for the girls and trying to get the right sizes, etc. It's a big job, so I just put the newly folded stuff in the summer bins, knowing I'm going to have to go through them again. Cheating? Yes. Done? Yes.)
*Got Guest Room dusted and cleaned
*Dusted upstairs
*Washing bedding for Guest Room and other blankets, etc.
I am now going to get Miss O down for her nap. Wish me luck!
I figure if I can get the main two floors vacuumed and the kitchen in fair shape sometime this afternoon and then take the family to Costco for shopping and "dinner", I'm good to go. Then we'll go de-carcass the basement and call it done.
And that's the plan.
Friday, October 10, 2008
The Present for myself
So, I have family coming in this weekend, and, as you may well imagine because you know me, Gentle Reader, I am stressed about my house and getting it cleaned because they are staying with me and my guest room is currently housing all the laundry, folded and unfolded, and that's where my mom is going to be sleeping and I haven't even begun to vacuum up whatever bug carcases are now in the basement thanks to the bug bombing and I'm not even sure if anyone should be sleeping on the couch in the basement as it has so recently been bug-bombed and I don't even know if I have enough sheets and blankets for everyone who is coming and I'm completely overwhelmed by the thought of just even getting the regular stuff done (but I'm so grateful that at least the toilets are cleaned, so I guess that's something) and keeping it maintained until someone arrives and I still need to go to Costco and I have no idea WHEN everyone is going to get here and so that's kinda stressful, but at least the baby is sleeping, so I really should be doing something besides watching the DVR'd Grey's Anatomy that I didn't get to watch last night, right? Oh, and I haven't even showered for 2 days, and my head is itchy so I'm freaking out again that maybe I have lice which I haven't had for over 2 months, and no one in my family have had for weeks and weeks so it's pretty unlikely that is the cause of my head itchy-ness, but I'm still a little freaked out, and then I just read someone's blog who was talking about this amazing blogging mom who was in a terrible plane crash in August and has burns on 80% of her body and had to have reconstructive surgery on so much of her body and they are worried that her kids may not recognize her, and she was such a great mom who, just as an example, for Back-to-school for her 4 kids, ages 6 yrs old to 23 months (WHAT???? And I thought my four came fast) had a banquet where she made her two school age daughters crowns and had little white roses on the table and had a theme for the upcoming year of "Be Prepared" and then had a fashion show where her kids got to show off new school clothes, thus belaying the fact that she had actually GOTTEN the school clothes already so this mom was just really really together and celebrated being a mom and married and stuff and rarely groused on HER blog about the troubles of life, and I can't even get my laundry folded so it's growing in the Guest Room waiting to be done and put away so I can wash sheets so my Mom doesn't have to sleep on top of all that and Super J would have done it this morning (at least the folding part) but I finally just had to give him Miss Q because she wasn't letting me get any sleep and would smack me in the face and squirm because she has terrible gas bubbles every time I fell asleep and so I just needed a moment where I didn't have responsibility for her for just a little bit.
DEEP BREATH.
And so this morning after everyone got off to school and work, I was sitting with Miss O, and we were both having some waffles and I thought, I'm going to force myself to live in the present, for just this little moment. I am not going to think what I need to get done and what hasn't been done and what probably won't get done. I'm just going to think and talk in the present tense and try not to future guess what Miss O or Miss Q will want in a few minutes. I'm just going to eat my waffle and talk to Miss O and try to figure out what she's talking about and talk to her.
So I did.
And believe it or not, I'm not AS stressed out about the other stuff. I mean, all the people who are coming love me, as is, and have already been to my house and know that I know how to clean and fold laundry and could care less because the reason they are coming up is to celebrate the fact that we have a new baby and they KNOW what it's like to have new babies and that it's hard to maintain a certain "Pre-baby" balance. They know that. They will and are going to cut me some slack about that. Heck, my sister in law has already told me not to worry about meals because they'd be happy having cereal for every meal (can you even imagine? lol) but she was serious. Which was nice. So, yeah, they'll cut me some slack.
And I guess I need to cut myself some, too.
Baby's awake now...gotta go. And try to live in the present for maybe another moment or two today--I've gotta start somewhere.
DEEP BREATH.
And so this morning after everyone got off to school and work, I was sitting with Miss O, and we were both having some waffles and I thought, I'm going to force myself to live in the present, for just this little moment. I am not going to think what I need to get done and what hasn't been done and what probably won't get done. I'm just going to think and talk in the present tense and try not to future guess what Miss O or Miss Q will want in a few minutes. I'm just going to eat my waffle and talk to Miss O and try to figure out what she's talking about and talk to her.
So I did.
And believe it or not, I'm not AS stressed out about the other stuff. I mean, all the people who are coming love me, as is, and have already been to my house and know that I know how to clean and fold laundry and could care less because the reason they are coming up is to celebrate the fact that we have a new baby and they KNOW what it's like to have new babies and that it's hard to maintain a certain "Pre-baby" balance. They know that. They will and are going to cut me some slack about that. Heck, my sister in law has already told me not to worry about meals because they'd be happy having cereal for every meal (can you even imagine? lol) but she was serious. Which was nice. So, yeah, they'll cut me some slack.
And I guess I need to cut myself some, too.
Baby's awake now...gotta go. And try to live in the present for maybe another moment or two today--I've gotta start somewhere.
Thursday, October 9, 2008
Another Plague?
Is anyone else being infested with black crickets? Have I mentioned them before?...I do believe I have. The bug guys finally came out and sprayed and bombed down in the basement and just in time, too, as we have company coming this weekend and it sure would be nice not having such pests to contend with.
Here are some helpful tips the bug guy gave me:
1. This is the time of year for crickets and spiders (really???? I would have NEVER guessed).
2. Once we have a couple of good frosts, it will take care of them (again, really???)
3. It would help if Super J trimmed around the house and fence, because crickets like tall grass because it's moister there and more protection (okay, that I didn't know, but still. We've been a bit busy on THE INSIDE of the house...some days it feels like we are doing good to keep the proverbial head above water...but still, knowledge is power).
Last year we had to contend with an outrageous infestation of pill bugs (aka: roley poleys). This year, though...well, let's just run down the fun things we've enjoyed here at The Zoo in the past few months:
Ants
Spiders (especially the HUGE-UNGOUS Wolf Spider)
Crickets
Lice
Projectile Infant Spit-up (I think that qualifies as a plague. It's just as startling, to be frank, as a Wolf Spider and I feel just as helpless dealing with it)
Have I forgotten anything?
And now I just have to mention that I wonder if the bug spray guy thinks we are growing pot in the basement. We are growing Basil in the basement, as part of a business opportunity for our girls (such a long story, but I think I talked about it long ago), though Super J and the girls have decided just this week to pull the plug on it and just pay off the investors ("they" [read: Super J] is just too busy to deal with it right now). I guess when a 6 year old's business starts to tank (look how cute the girls are...a couple of months ago), then you know the economy really is having a hard time. But I'm sure it definitely is a weird thing to see in a basement of a home in the suburbs that has all these little girls and an infant. Oh well...just another elment of excitement here at The Zoo.
Here are some helpful tips the bug guy gave me:
1. This is the time of year for crickets and spiders (really???? I would have NEVER guessed).
2. Once we have a couple of good frosts, it will take care of them (again, really???)
3. It would help if Super J trimmed around the house and fence, because crickets like tall grass because it's moister there and more protection (okay, that I didn't know, but still. We've been a bit busy on THE INSIDE of the house...some days it feels like we are doing good to keep the proverbial head above water...but still, knowledge is power).
Last year we had to contend with an outrageous infestation of pill bugs (aka: roley poleys). This year, though...well, let's just run down the fun things we've enjoyed here at The Zoo in the past few months:
Ants
Spiders (especially the HUGE-UNGOUS Wolf Spider)
Crickets
Lice
Projectile Infant Spit-up (I think that qualifies as a plague. It's just as startling, to be frank, as a Wolf Spider and I feel just as helpless dealing with it)
Have I forgotten anything?
And now I just have to mention that I wonder if the bug spray guy thinks we are growing pot in the basement. We are growing Basil in the basement, as part of a business opportunity for our girls (such a long story, but I think I talked about it long ago), though Super J and the girls have decided just this week to pull the plug on it and just pay off the investors ("they" [read: Super J] is just too busy to deal with it right now). I guess when a 6 year old's business starts to tank (look how cute the girls are...a couple of months ago), then you know the economy really is having a hard time. But I'm sure it definitely is a weird thing to see in a basement of a home in the suburbs that has all these little girls and an infant. Oh well...just another elment of excitement here at The Zoo.
Wednesday, October 8, 2008
2 month appointment
Can you even believe it, Gentle Reader? Time has flown by...practically in a blur!
Today Miss Q had her 2 month doctor's appointment...she's in the 75th percentile for weight, 40th for height and 70th for her head. So, she's a chubby short thing with a big ol' noggin. And, of course, the 2 month appointment starts the immunizations cycle. She got 5 shots, one dose of rotavirus (oral medication which she sucked down and I'm sooooo grateful for that. If you've ever had the rotavirus, you know why this is such a great thing) and .08 of Tylenol to help it all go down. Actually, they did the Tylenol first then the rota and then the shots.
Man-o-man was she FURIOUS when she got the shots, as I would be, too, if I had not had anything poked into me and then all of a sudden I had FIVE pricks in my chubby legs, and all my mom did to "help" was to hold me down and kiss my forehead while I was hurting. It seriously breaks your heart to hear them scream, but I'm hoping this keeps her from screaming more down the line.
So here's a question: the pediatrician also said that everyone needs to get the flu shot this year, especially since we now have 2 in school. I swear, every time *I've* gotten the flu shot, I've gotten particularly sick during the season. Does this happen to anyone else? Oh well. I guess I'll get the kids the shot, but I'll ponder for myself.
All in all, a good visit.
Today Miss Q had her 2 month doctor's appointment...she's in the 75th percentile for weight, 40th for height and 70th for her head. So, she's a chubby short thing with a big ol' noggin. And, of course, the 2 month appointment starts the immunizations cycle. She got 5 shots, one dose of rotavirus (oral medication which she sucked down and I'm sooooo grateful for that. If you've ever had the rotavirus, you know why this is such a great thing) and .08 of Tylenol to help it all go down. Actually, they did the Tylenol first then the rota and then the shots.
Man-o-man was she FURIOUS when she got the shots, as I would be, too, if I had not had anything poked into me and then all of a sudden I had FIVE pricks in my chubby legs, and all my mom did to "help" was to hold me down and kiss my forehead while I was hurting. It seriously breaks your heart to hear them scream, but I'm hoping this keeps her from screaming more down the line.
So here's a question: the pediatrician also said that everyone needs to get the flu shot this year, especially since we now have 2 in school. I swear, every time *I've* gotten the flu shot, I've gotten particularly sick during the season. Does this happen to anyone else? Oh well. I guess I'll get the kids the shot, but I'll ponder for myself.
All in all, a good visit.
Sunday, October 5, 2008
Technology and the Sleep Deprived Mom
General Conference time often reminds Super J and me of past acquaintances about whom we wonder.
Keeping this in mind, we decided to try to find, via Google, one of Super J's old roommates that we both knew and loved. Well, no such luck. No images, either. So, I had a brillant idea: what if he had a MySpace account? Couldn't we look that up?
So, off we go to the website and I plug in all my info. Nothing. It tells me that something is wrong with my login. Sadly, Gentle Reader, this is not new as I often try to type faster than I should and may have several typos. So I retype and enter. Still I get denied entry. Hmph! What the holy cow???? So, I try a THIRD time with no luck. Is my password wrong? I thought this was the correct one...so I give up and let Super J try to log in with his info (which works) on his computer, and I go to check my email and my "welcome" letter that has all the password and login info.
Oh.
I have an account with facebook.com NOT myspace.com.
Ohhhhhhhhhhhh. That would do it.
Sigh.
I can't even imagine what all this is going to be like in 20 years, I tell ya.
Keeping this in mind, we decided to try to find, via Google, one of Super J's old roommates that we both knew and loved. Well, no such luck. No images, either. So, I had a brillant idea: what if he had a MySpace account? Couldn't we look that up?
So, off we go to the website and I plug in all my info. Nothing. It tells me that something is wrong with my login. Sadly, Gentle Reader, this is not new as I often try to type faster than I should and may have several typos. So I retype and enter. Still I get denied entry. Hmph! What the holy cow???? So, I try a THIRD time with no luck. Is my password wrong? I thought this was the correct one...so I give up and let Super J try to log in with his info (which works) on his computer, and I go to check my email and my "welcome" letter that has all the password and login info.
Oh.
I have an account with facebook.com NOT myspace.com.
Ohhhhhhhhhhhh. That would do it.
Sigh.
I can't even imagine what all this is going to be like in 20 years, I tell ya.
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