Tuesday, December 7, 2010

Two flu over the coo coo's nest...

So, now Baby T has joined me in sharing the bug. Preschool C has never really had the stomach stuff. He has never thrown up in his whole 4 years, for example. I think this is because God knows me well. To know me is to know that I go from 0 to gross out and freak out in about 30 seconds. Put simply: I.Don't.Do.Bodily.Fluids.
And now, I open the diaper: OH THE HUMANITY!!!! It's pretty disgusting. I called my mom and lied to her. I told her Tessa started saying her name b/c she wanted to see her Meena so badly. I thought maybe I could con her into changing the diapers. It didn't work.
Baby T is still in a good mood. Lots of smiles and coos as long as I'm giving her my constant attention. But I was getting so frustrated b/c this is day 2 of getting nothing done.
And then...................(Drumroll) I got my first sweet baby kiss from my baby girl! All open mouth and slobbery. But a kiss nonetheless. And then she did it again! And I don't even care if she gives this to me all over again, because nothing is better than a baby kiss. Smiles, coos, kisses: it's so awesome when your baby can love you back. Totally worth rocking all day!

Monday, December 6, 2010

One flu over the cukoo's nest

So, I woke up Sunday at one in the morning, doubled over in pain. Flashbacks of the labor where I DIDN'T GET THE EPIDURAL IN TIME kept going through my head. (No, I'm not bitter. Really.) It was pretty miserable.
I spent Sunday in a flu-induced coma, dreaming wild dreams. Don't you just love those kind of dreams? Really, it was pretty fun. I dreamed I was on a boat, and Chad and Connor were parasailing. I got kind of freaked out when I couldn't pull them in, though.
I dreamed that Jesus was walking through Walmart calling his disciples. As Peter abandoned his cart full of Christmas things, I thought, "Wow, it must have taken him forever to shop for all that stuff, and he's just leaving it behind." Maybe I need to read up on the true meaning of sacrifice if walking away from a cart seems like a big deal. :)
It's weird to listen to your house run without you. Of course, every so often Preschool C would come in to check on me, wake me up, and tell me that Daddy wasn't talking very nice to him. "Daddy said to pick up my toys, but he didn't say please." Preschool C is very sensitive to the injustices in his world, like if someone doesn't say please to him. I missed hearing my baby girl coo and see her smile.
But all is well today. My project: Use an entire can of Lysol spraying my house down. Bleach clean everything I can and keep the rest of my family from getting it. It's amazing how behind just one little day in bed can get you. Time to play catch up! Sweet dreams, my friends!

Friday, December 3, 2010

May your days be merry and bright....

I'm having so much fun getting ready for the holidays around here! Every year my husband and I try to decide if we want a themed tree or not. We always go back to our traditional tree. It has ornaments from every year I was a child and every year since we've been married. Since my husband doesn't have childhood ornaments, I buy him one each year. And now I have the kids to buy for, too. I love the memories that we relive every year when we pull the ornaments out. There's the year I was totally into Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles, our trip to Disney World, the year I got engaged. I love the pictures of Connor's first Christmas, and remembering how he was SO into the Wiggles, Mickey Mouse, and now Star Wars. This year I ordered an ornament with their picture right on it. Love it!
Baked cookies with Preschool C last night and took them to Meena and Papa with a Christmas carol. He loved it. We plan to do that with other families soon. It's a good way to get him into the spirit of giving instead of only getting. I love Santa, but I think that sometimes the whole idea of Santa is part of the gimme gimme problem.
We are counting down the days with our little Santa chimney, too. Each day we pull out a "brick" and Santa falls a little further down the chimney. Preschool C reminds me of this first thing every morning.
I have so much to be thankful for this holiday season! In the rush of Christmas parties and plays and events, don't forget to take some time to just BE together and enjoy watching little ones celebrate Christmas!