Sunday, January 25, 2009

Mini-vans...there is no escape!

So it looks like we are finally moving into the widely spreading population of mini-van drivers. I always thought that mini-vans were rather silly for those with only one or two kids, and I have always loved our Matrix so much that I was quite resistant to the idea of a mini-van. However, the time has come for us to take the plunge and sell our beloved Matrix. It is a frustrating situation when the safety regulations stipulate that all kids must be in some kind of car seat or booster until they are quite old, but no standard car seems to be made with a back seat big enough for three decent car seats to fit side by side. If we had stopped at two kids, we would have kept the Matrix, simply because we like it so much, but with three (especially three so young at once) this is simply going to be impossible. We found a van this week and it looks like we'll be buying it, though we did run into a little glitch that will delay the purchase for probably a couple of weeks. The glitch, though small, involves such a long and detailed (and somewhat unbelievable) story that it is not worth explaining in here. The good news is that I am finally getting excited about having a van, and I look forward to our first family drive in it. Mike tells me that once we have it I will not miss the Matrix. It is hard for me to imagine not missing the "Batmobile" (okay, the Batmowagon), but if the van is really that nice I will bounce back.

On Tuesday I have to take Cody in for his next specialist appointment in the big city. This is a 2 1/2 hour drive for us, so it will be a bit of a pain for me to take both boys by myself, but it has to be done. Cody has glasses, which he has had since he turned 20 months old, and his eyes were turning in intermittently so he has to see a pediatric ophthalmologist every few months to check his prescription and assess his progress to make sure he does not need surgery on his eyes. For the record, I have a huge aversion to all things eyeball-related, so the thought of my little boy having surgery in that area is extremely traumatic to me. Any surgery would concern me, but this one is hard for me to swallow. He had an eye patch for several months, but he has not had it since August, I think, and he seems to be doing well so it looks like he probably will not need the surgery.

Anyway, that's it for me tonight. I had a long weekend, most of it alone with the boys, so I am exhausted and ready for bed. Hopefully this week will not be too draining. We will be away from "Daddy" overnight on Tuesday for the appointment, so it will be a long week for all of us. I'll update on Cody's eyes if there is anything to update.

Tuesday, January 20, 2009

What's so desperate?

My Mom was a nurse before she had my older sister, and then she became a "housewife". I always knew her that way, and I liked it that way too. I always said that if I had kids I would be a stay-at-home mom too. In my earlier years, I think that deep down I couldn't wait for the day that I would get married and then I could stay home too. I have always been a timid person...okay, a chicken. My friends would laugh at that description of myself, because I do not come across as shy or timid, but all of my life I have been scared of everything! I used to lie awake at night dreading different situations at school, and I was always terrified of getting a job, starting new schools, even getting my driver's license, which I did not get until a week before my 18th birthday. So, I always thought of the housewife life as ideal because in it there was nothing to fear and therefore it had to be easy.

There is an element of truth to that, for me, in that I am not encountering situations here that scare me or make me really nervous, whereas at work I came across stuff like that on a regular basis. I have a lot of work to do here, and the housework part does not bother me, though I can never seem to keep up with it all. The child-rearing part is daunting, and the hours are long, but that is not the part that is the hardest for me. In all the years I watched my own mother do what she did (and she did it well) it never occurred to me that the housewife is always the one left behind. This is what I am finding difficult these days. I feel like in the morning I am ferried to some tiny island and I then spend the rest of my day awaiting rescue, never knowing how long it will take. I love being at home, but I don't like the feeling of being trapped. There is a certain panic that comes over me whenever I know that Mike is going to be late coming home. Tonight will be one of those nights. My mornings never bother me, but mealtimes stress me out due to my lack of skill and imagination in the kitchen. Likewise, I do not enjoy my afternoons because most days I spend those fighting Cody to get him to stay in his room. Today I would love to have a sleep myself, as I am sick, but I can't because Cody is awake and he cannot be left unattended unless he is asleep. So, I sit here on my island watching the time pass by and ask myself a hundred times a day, "What is wrong with me?" when I look around at my messy house but desire only to sleep.

These are my thoughts today.

Wednesday, January 14, 2009

A Carrot Nose

I have taken a lengthy break from this blog! I suspected that might happen over the holidays, but on Monday I had an experience that was definitely one to be shared. It was a new experience for me, but from what I understand, a classic one. Cody has a cold this week and a bad cough. Jamie does too, so things are a little higher maintenance than usual. As such, I anticipated a possible rough day on Monday. The morning was fine, but the afternoon was right on par with what I expected. Cody did not want to go down for his quiet time, which is becoming a daily battle for us. So, we fought for an hour and 15 minutes or more...I lost track of time. He came out of his room at least once every five minutes during that time. I was getting angry, and fed up, and the last time he came out I was about to really holler at him when I noticed that he was really red in the nose and he was sneezing like crazy. He asked me if I could please get his boogers out. Well, what mother could refuse that request? I suddenly felt sorry for him and asked him to come over. (By the way, I was on the phone with my sister when this all went down.) I went to wipe his nose with a kleenex and noticed something bright red in there. It looked a bit like a very large sprinkle that you would put on a sugar cookie. I had to hang up the phone and see whether I could pull it out. I could not. It was up there too far. So, then he pushed his finger up his nose, making the situation worse and sending me into a bit of a panic. I instructed him to keep his fingers out and I dragged him to my bathroom where I retrieved my tweezers. Fortunately, he held still for me and I was able to extract the object with relative ease. I examined it more closely. It was about an inch long (ouch!) and quite thin, and after puzzling over it for a moment I recognized it as the Playmobil Frosty the Snowman's carrot nose. There's a touch of irony. He put a nose up his nose. Frosty has not recovered his nose yet, as Cody is obviously way too young to have access to such tiny pieces. I will have to confiscate him and all of his appendages until next Christmas. Thank goodness I did not have to go to the emergency room with him to have something removed from his nose. Here's hoping he never does that again!

On a different note, it is now safe to mention that I am pregnant. Yes, we are adding fuel to the fire here in our little family. In July we will have three kids ages three and under. It should be an interesting time. We are excited about this, but I am a little nervous about how it will be with so many that are so young. Tomorrow I have my doctor's appointment where I am supposed to hear the heartbeat for the first time. I am both excited and scared about this. I am scared that the doctor won't be able to find a heartbeat. Anyway, I will probably have a few (if not many) posts in here about this pregnancy, as it is very much on my brain. I will try to post in here more regularly now that the holidays are over.