Friday, April 30, 2010


As I type this I can hardly read the words on the screen. I have a migraine coming on, and for me that means I can not see well for a while before the headache kicks in. It is very frustrating because I need to work on my homework today, and if I can't do that, or anything else useful, I'd like to read, but I can't because I can't see. I haven't had a migraine in a couple of months, and they always seem to hit at the worst possible time. Maybe it's never a good time for a migraine. But here I am with three boys to chase, and no rest in sight. I hope we have a better day as far as behavior goes than we did yesterday. This has been a difficult week.

I guess I better call it quits as I can barely see anything now. Oh boy. This could be a long day. Good thing it's Friday. Not so good that my homework is due tomorrow. Oh well. I am almost done. It just means I may have to finish it tomorrow instead of today. I have to go.

Tuesday, April 27, 2010


It is cold and foggy this morning and I am tempted to turn on the heat in this house. I won't, though. It's just a matter of principle. Once it has been warm for a month or more I can't justify turning on the heat, even though it is below zero outside and only 18.8 degrees C in my house. The sun is supposed to come out later, and when it does it will warm up the house. For now, it is chilly in here. Cody and Jamie are in the basement and Micah is crawling around in the living room under my watchful eye. The baby gate to the stairs is open, so I have to be extra careful that he does not breech the barricade and escape this room.

What's on the agenda for today? I don't know. I guess what I will probably end up doing is working on my homework in every spare moment that I have. (Oops, he is trying to escape. Crazy baby!) Maybe then I'll be able to stop thinking about horses. I have not found any more that are suitable for me or my family, so I am playing a waiting game, which is hard. Mike is doing a lot of work in the yard to get ready to put up a fence. Here it is almost May and we still have so much work to do. It isn't as though I didn't expect that. I figure we won't be ready for at least another month. Part of me still thinks this is going to blow over and I will never have another horse again. I hope not though.

Wow. The fog is literally billowing through our yard. What a strange day. Micah is nine months old officially today. He has taken to singing. Well, maybe it's talking, but he does it in this very soft, very high pitch. It's really adorable. He also just had his top front teeth poke through his gums, finally. One on Saturday and one yesterday. He is already trying to grind his teeth. Gross. Cody never did that, but Jamie did, and it nearly sent me screaming from the room every time.

I suppose I am just stalling now. I better go change my laundry. Lately I'm kind of blank when I post in here. I'm not sure why. I am hoping to do a few cloth diaper reviews soon, just in case anyone is interested. I think I'm in one of those times where I have a lot on my mind but don't necessarily want to post it for all the world to see. Not that all the world reads this blog, even if I wish they would! Hehe. So, I have been posting in my other blog again.

Oops, he's trying to escape again. I have to go.

Sunday, April 25, 2010

Beautiful Day.

It's a beautiful day here today and I am enjoying a quiet moment in the house. Micah is sleeping for the moment, though I suspect he will be up soon. Mike and the boys are outside doing some work on the play structure. Mike is also clearing more junk out of the bush. Will the saga never end?? Yikes. Anyone who knows us or read my other blog will remember the continuous cleanup that has been going on around here since we began building our house here. For anyone who does not know, this place was basically a glorified dump site when we bought the land. The previous owner hauled in all kinds of buildings and filled them to the very rooftops with junk. The bush all around here has junk spread throughout. I mean weird things. Check out this baby that we pulled out of the bush yesterday, right behind our house.

Seriously, what do you suppose this contraption is? Mike has a guess, but I'll keep it to myself for now, in case anyone else wants to comment or guess. Anyway, this gives you an idea what I'm talking about. I don't mean there are styrofoam coffee cups here and there. I mean entire vehicles, like the three we got rid of on Friday, or deep freezers, or hot water tanks...and so on. Not just a few small things to clean up. That's why even after four years of living here we are still picking things out and hauling them to the dump. Clearing the bush is especially important now that we are looking to keep a horse here. The last thing we want is to have a horse get injured stepping on some rusty metal thing, or worse, get caught in an old barbed wire or page wire fence. We have plenty of that laying around too. Sigh. Seems like we will never rid ourselves of all the old junk. We have made tremendous progress though, so hopefully it will mostly be gone soon.

The boys are playing outside right now. They have been riding their bikes this morning. Jamie has learned to pedal a tricycle and Cody can now ride his bicycle without training wheels all by himself. A week ago he needed one of us to start him, but now he can do it without help, though he does have some scrapes and bruises as a result.

Yesterday I went riding and today I am sore. Hehe. That's what happens when you ride after an extended break, like say, four years. Hm. Go figure. Andrea gave me a jumping lesson, which was fun, but a lot of work. I can feel it today in my ribcage, my shoulders and a little in my legs, but not bad. Of course my butt is bruised, and so is my stomach and my thighs because I was in a western saddle when we jumped. Probably not the best idea, but that's how it went down. Anyway, it was a fun day for me.

Micah is slightly improved, but I wouldn't say he is back to normal just yet. Hopefully soon. I have to sign off now. I might lay down for a bit. Feeling exhausted for some reason.

Friday, April 23, 2010

The weekend starts early!

Friday has not only arrived, but Mike is home early and it seems our weekend has begun. Micah and Jamie are both napping, though Micah should be awake soon. He is still not well, but is in a good mood most of the time nevertheless. Today is day nine of his saga. I will not say any more on that subject.

I have a clean living room, and a half-clean kitchen so far, plus I have my diapers in the wash so I feel good about the progress I have made so far today. It's a beautiful day outside and once again there is a fresh breeze blowing in the house. Ironically, just as I typed that, a huge cloud of tractor odor wafted in the window and now it stinks in here. Gross. I just can't get used to that smell. Blech! Hehe. I guess I might end up closing all the windows for a while.

Mike is going out to pull the old barbed wire fence that is laying on the ground on the outskirts of our property. We don't know how far around it goes, but it is definitely a hazard for horses, so if we do get one here we have to get rid of it. Besides, it's just more junk that I want off our land. I also called a scrap metal place this morning and a guy came and took one of our three old junk vehicles away. We have two more, and I think he is coming back for them this afternoon. He said he would be doing three trips. I assumed they would all be today, but I may have been mistaken. I guess we'll find out. Anyway, they are located in what will be our pasture, so we need them out. I thought we might need our fence done right away because I had a horse to look at tomorrow. He is a buckskin, five years old, green broke and a registered Quarter horse. Anyway, he got sold yesterday, so I guess it was not meant to be. I am kind of sad. I love buckskins, and I was wondering whether perhaps he was the ideal horse for me, but I was obviously wrong. Oh well. Maybe we won't get one yet. I have no idea.

Cody's attitude is remarkably improved today even though we were out until 9 p.m. last night. Oops. He has been way better today than he has been in a long time. Weird, but I'll take it. My iPod still got stolen once today, but it was by Jamie. He stuck it under Cody's fitted sheet. I found it when I went down the hall and heard loud music playing in their room. TobyMac. Oh well. At least he has good taste.

So, this is not an exciting post, but I have to go. I forgot to pull out some meat for supper tonight so I have to do that right away. It has been a difficult week, particularly with Micah and also with Cody's attitude issues, but I see light at the end of the tunnel. Perhaps soon I will even post some pictures of our fence-building ventures. That would be fun. I'm off for now. Probably going to start my homework this afternoon.

Tuesday, April 20, 2010


My poor baby is trying so hard to poop. I know, too much information. But he's just a baby, and he hasn't gone since last Wednesday. Oh the stories I could tell, but I won't. It is sufficient to say that I am very stressed about it and he is not very happy either. If this goes on another day I will be taking him to a doctor. He is so sweet and smiley despite his discomfort, but now and again he wails, and last night he even slept in my arms for a while because he was so distraught he just wanted to be cuddled. I just wish I could help him.

I also had to call poison control again today. I say again because a while back, Jamie drank a bunch of infant tylenol. It turned out to be a non-concern, but I didn't know that at the time. Same thing today when he apparently ate some prescription diaper rash cream that was Cody's when he was a baby. I still have it near the change table, and Jamie got a hold of it, took off the lid and that's when I found him. He said, "Yummy cream," with a big grin on his face. I knew he had eaten some. That is what he does. So, I called poison control and as it turns out, he will be fine. Well, he may get a stomach ache, maybe some diarrhea and vomiting...Great. Well, at least it will not be fatal. That was my main concern. I never had to call poison control when Cody was little. I have to say, it makes me feel fairly inadequate as a mother.

Then there's Cody. Today, he wants to fight, and we certainly have been. It has not been a good day. He has finally given in and settled into some quiet play in the basement. Jamie is sleeping and Micah is wandering around, alternately playing and trying to poop. It reminds me of when I was overdue with him and I felt like I'd never get him out.

I have suddenly drawn a huge blank. I think my brain is spontaneously shutting down. I guess there is no point in saying much else.

Monday, April 19, 2010

A Beautiful Monday

As I sit here in my chair with my laptop open, the gentlest of summer winds is blowing through my open living room window. It feels fresh, and just the right temperature. It is soothing and inviting. The sun is shining outside and only the very tops of the trees are swaying. Not a single cloud is visible in the sky. This is beautiful weather. It is very warm, but not hot. Anyone who knows me knows I hate the heat. Spring and fall are where it's at for me. Moderate. That's what I like. Right now I have my diapers hung on a rack on the front deck. I don't know why, but that feels comforting to me. In the house, the sounds of domesticity fill my senses. The dishwasher is sloshing and something in it is complaining a bit. The washing machine is spinning, shaking the floor under me subtly. And Cody is playing nicely, though not terribly quietly, in front of me with his cars. Yes, it feels serene in here for the time being, and I am loving it.

Micah is in bed for a nap. He is not feeling so great because he has not pooped since last Wednesday. Maybe too much information, but he's a baby, so these things are never out of bounds in conversations around here. Poor baby. He is mostly happy, but I'm still somewhat worried. I may have to take him to the doctor in the next day or two.

Jamie is also in bed, and he is doing fine. Cody is grumpy today again, but is doing fairly well at the moment. Not sure what has come over him since Friday, but I hope it passes soon.

As for myself, well, as I said earlier it's a beautiful day and somehow that lifts my spirits, even if I am not out there in it. Somehow I feel lighter, freer than I did last week. It may be because of a book I have been reading over the weekend. It's an interesting book and has changed my thinking in some ways. It may be somewhat controversial, however, so I am not going to mention its title in here. I took what I could from it and tossed the rest, but it was a very profound book. I say "was", but I am not actually finished reading it just yet. Whatever the case, I sense a change in myself that even started about a week ago before I ever got the book. And as Shrek would say, "Change is good".

So, that's it for my post today because I am getting very sleepy and if I do not get off this chair I will fall asleep for sure. In fact, it is tempting to do just that! Bye for now.

Friday, April 16, 2010

The Nature of Things

Friday has arrived and yet today it brings with it none of the usual sense of relief. Mike will be home, but I don't expect much backup because he has a final assignment due in his course so he will be busy with that. It's a real bummer because the weather is going to be beautiful and I was hoping he might get some work done outside, or in the basement. I sound like a real slave driver, but he actually wants to do the work too.

Today is also a beautiful day. I don't remember now, but it may well be the first one we've had all week. The sun is shining, and in our little clearing there is barely a breeze today. This morning I looked out our patio doors in the kitchen and saw something move on the ridge. I thought it was probably Radar, but I looked more carefully and I saw the back of a coyote gliding along the top of the ridge through the trees. I ran across to the front door and quietly stepped outside, hoping it would come that way where I could see it. I watched the ridge, and sure enough, there he was. He walked along the top and came right out of the trees where I could see him completely. I say "he" because he was quite large. I almost questioned whether he could be a wolf. Actually, upon looking online for photo comparisons between the two, I am not really sure. I hope it was a coyote. I hope it was not a hybrid. Those are apparently popping out of the woodwork these days and my in-laws have seen some around there place, which is not far from here. There was a girl in her early 20s (I think) killed by a pack of those recently on the east coast. Anyway, there was a second one following closely behind the first, but this one was smaller. I would guess it was the female. I wondered if maybe there were babies around somewhere. Well, duh. Of course there are. Our bush is full of coyotes, so there are obviously young ones around in the spring. That would be something to see. I have seen plenty of fox kits in my lifetime, but never any coyote pups.

Anyway, I felt like I was on a wilderness retreat somewhere. It was so quiet and peaceful outside. I was in bare feet and even though the air was chilly, the sun was so warm I was not even bothered by it. I stood there watching them disappear into the trees again and watching to catch another glimpse, until I heard Cody come up the stairs and start calling me. (I had left the door open while I stood out on the deck.) Sigh. So much for the quiet.

The boys are in the basement right now. Micah is in his crib, but he keeps crying out now and again, so I know they are bothering him with their noise. I am bothered by it today too. I am like an animal with rabies who becomes very agitated with every noise. I guess that's a silly thing to say, but this week there has been so much whining going on in this house I feel like I am going to lose it.

Yesterday was a productive day for me. In the wake of having handed in my latest assignment I worked my butt off to catch up on all my housework. I did a good job of it too. Today I seem to have lost that energy. In fact, I could fall asleep right now very easily. Maybe that's because I was up at 1:30 a.m. with Micah.

I was trying to talk to my mom on the phone earlier and the boys were acting obnoxious. For any of you without children, this is just a fact of life. If mom or dad are on the phone, kids automatically act as obnoxious as possible. I went in my room and shut the door, and after a bit they got quiet. I went out again and there they both were. They were on Cody's bed, underneath the fitted sheet. I rolled my eyes and ignored them. I knew they were eating, but I just didn't want to know about it. I found out soon enough. Guess what they had? Fiber One. You know, the cereal. Basically, they might as well have taken laxatives. I sure do look forward to the rest of my day now. Yikes.

Oh, and I didn't post in here yesterday, but you'll never guess what the highlight of my day was. Okay, I'll just tell you. The turkey vultures are back! Haha. Anyone who knows me knows what I am talking about here. When we bought this land it was full of junk, and that is a huge understatement. We are talking about multiple old buildings full to the brim of junk, plus junk all over the place and throughout the bush too. Anyway, we demolished one building where our house now stands, but there was a second building beside our house, right outside our master bedroom windows. I used to jokingly refer to it as the mother-in-law suite, not as a reference to my mother-in-law or my own mother, but because it looked like a second, smaller house right beside the main house that was here before. In truth, it was a very creepy place. The building was old and rotten, and there was this ugly green shingled roof right across from our bedroom. The siding was kind of a peachy pink color, and the other half was just barn-board. There was a door, again, right outside our bedroom window, that used to just swing open and closed at night and it made this classic creaking sound. It was just like something out of a movie. Of course, we kind of ran with our imaginations because there was also a deep freeze in there and it was not empty. It had something in it, and my brother-in-law once joked that it was a body. I'm not even sure he was entirely joking. You'd have to know some of the other stuff we found in there to appreciate just how creepy this place was.

Anyway, the best (worst) part about this building was that it seemed to attract turkey vultures. If you don't know what a turkey vulture is, I recommend googling it. They are very large birds, completely black except for a bald red head. They have a six foot wingspan, and they eat carrion. They can actually vomit their food at you, and considering one of their favorite delicacies seems to be dead skunks, the whole projectile vomit situation is one you would want to avoid. I would know. Before we built here we actually found one of these vultures trapped under some kind of chicken wire, and it did just that. The smell nearly made me puke. Fortunately, it didn't hit any of us. I could gag just remembering it. Blech! One of the unique features of these birds is that they have a sense of smell. Most birds do not, from what I understand, but seeing these ones only eat things that are already dead, I guess they rely on scent to find their food rather than on sight. Well, these vultures used to sit on top of the mother-in-law suite, which I renamed "the turkey shed" in their honor, and also because the mothers-in-law in our life were somewhat put off by the original name. Hehe. There was one time I looked out my bedroom window and saw three of these beasts sitting on the roof only about 15 feet away from me. That only added to our sense of dread at what might be hidden in the deep freeze, or anywhere else in that building, for that matter.

Wow, this is turning into a long story. Okay, so the good news is, that building has been destroyed and is now gone. Phew. That was a relief, getting rid of it. But I got kind of attached to our homely friends, so I was somewhat sad when they did not stick around. The cool thing is, every year they seem to come back and check out their old haunt, and yesterday they did just that. Only three of them, that time, but often they come in groups of six or seven. I know they are ugly birds, but when you watch them soar they can be quite beautiful. They are very graceful in the air and they can soar for upwards of six hours without ever flapping their wings. I think that's pretty cool. I have had them fly over close enough to ear their wings flapping and I just think they're kind of neat. I guess it brings back memories of when we first moved here, a mere four years ago. I am glad our yard doesn't look like a dump anymore though. I'm also glad that freezer is gone!

So now the boys have invaded my quiet time, and I must go make some lunch. I apologize for the length of this post. I just went on a babbling streak, I guess. I may or may not post over the weekend. Bye for now.

Wednesday, April 14, 2010

Winding down.

Today I abandoned all attempts at being a good housewife and I continued working on my homework. I suppose I did manage to make those famous baked potatoes for supper (a recipe is in one of my previous posts, but I don't remember when. Probably almost a year ago!), but other than that I ditched all my duties. I was able to finish my assignment by early this evening, so I was thankful for that.

Now I am recovering from the most emotionally taxing part of my day: Putting Micah to bed. That's right, I find it traumatizing nearly every night. I know, I'm a wimp. But he takes it so personally and he cries so hard his little chest does these heaving convulsing motions. If I pick him up, he is perfectly calm and leans his head on my shoulder, so I know he just wants to be held. I also know it is not in his best interest to keep him up when he is so tired because he will fight sleep all the way. I just need to learn not to feel so guilty every time. I do follow through, but it feels horrible.

Anyway, this has to be brief. Mike and I are going to watch a show and then it's bed time. I will probably have time to post in here tomorrow now that my homework is done! Yay! Goodnight.

Tuesday, April 13, 2010

April Showers

If I thought yesterday was gloomy, today is definitely much worse! My boys will not be going outside today, unfortunately. We actually got a thunderstorm this morning, which was kind of exciting. Okay, maybe it would be better classified as thunder showers. Either way, it is very wet outside, and the wind is going to be crazy again today, plus more rain is on the way. I know this sounds silly, but it's the kind of day that makes me want to bake. I must have childhood memories of my mother baking during this type of weather or something. I will likely be making an apple crisp later on, but this morning I have been working on my homework. Thank goodness for the basement. Cody and Jamie are playing happily down there, and I just put Micah down for a nap. He didn't appreciate that much, but he seems to have settled.

Earlier this morning I was looking for my ipod and it was not where I had left it, on my bed. There were, however, three of Jamie's stuffed animals laying there conspicuously. I went to the top of the stairs and called Jamie. I asked him if he took my ipod. He said yes. I asked him where he put it. He said, "Hide-seek." I just sighed. I told him to get up here and show me where it was. He agreed and began plodding up the stairs happily babbling things about the ipod, and his game of "hide-seek". He got to the top of the stairs and walked down the hall, where he turned into his own bedroom, not mine. He walked over to Cody's bed, lifted the fitted sheet from the mattress, stuck his entire upper body inside and stuck his hand back out the bottom, holding my ipod. I told him never to do that again. I'm positive he will. I don't know what he thought he was going to do with it. He doesn't know how to use it, though he does know how to turn it on. I guess he just wanted to be cool like his brother, who does the same thing on a regular basis including the part where he hides under his fitted sheet with it.

Anyway, I better go. I just took a long break from this post and it is now 1:10 p.m. I have Jamie in bed, Micah on the loose, and a bored, whiney four year old hovering. Actually, he has quite whining and decided to play nicely now, so I must work on my homework. I'm on my own all evening again, so it looks like I won't be getting much homework done tonight. Some time I have to cook supper too. I might not make that apple crisp after all.

Monday, April 12, 2010

Dull day today...I suppose that's good.

Monday is here, and with it some gloomy weather. It is not raining today, but it snowed overnight so it is a tad wet out there. It is also a bit chillier and the wind has picked up once again. All in all, it is not a big deal. It just means the boys are not as anxious to be outside, and I don't feel particularly inspired by it myself. It will be this way all week, by the look of things. I guess that means I have an opportunity to get as much done in the house as possible. I have homework due on Thursday too, which I am finding quite challenging at the moment. Mike has a major assignment due at the end of the week - a final exam, actually - so we are going to have to take turns watching the boys so the other can get their work done.

I just put Micah to bed, but he is blabbing in there, so perhaps I misjudged on my timing. I am not going to get him out right now regardless, because the babble sounds happy, not sad. If he's happy in there, he can stay there for the moment. Jamie just woke up, so he is now downstairs with Cody. (Did I mention we now have a safe railing on our staircase? I think I did.) They are a little loud down there, considering Micah is supposed to be sleeping, but oh well. I can't very well mute them when they are playing, can I? They are boys, after all, and playing quietly is not exactly their style. Not usually, anyway. I would love to have a nap right now, but I can't do it. If Cody were the only one awake, I could get away with it, but not with Jamie on the loose.

So, I shall attempt to do some more work on my homework, and if my brain shuts down part way through, I don't know what I'll do. I might force myself to clean some more, but we'll see. I did work all morning, so I have done lots today. I have one more basket of laundry to fold and put away, that just came out of the dryer. Exciting stuff, this housewife business. Truly, I do not have anything earth-shattering to share today.

I'll end with this quote from Cody. He spilled a ton of water in the bathroom this morning. I think it was an ice cream pail full. Anyway, he shouted to me, "I need some help in here!" So I went and checked it out. It was pretty extreme, so I grabbed a bath towel off the rack and handed it to him. I told him to go ahead and clean it up. He started wiping the floor, and grumbled like a teenager the whole time. He talked about how he didn't like it, and he finally said, "This is not my job." Well. I guess he told me, didn't he? I promptly informed him that seeing he was the one who spilled the water, it most definitely was his job. He has not quite grasped that concept yet.

Woo hoo! Other than tremendous noise coming up the staircase, it is quiet in here. Micah seems to have settled, and though the boys are loud downstairs, at least it is somewhat muffled, being on a different floor. Time for me to get at this homework.

Sunday, April 11, 2010

A spring birth.

I am currently trying to work on my homework, but it is impossible due to the antics of Mike and Jamie combined. They are reading stories together which involve animal noises that are both loud and as realistic as possible. I can't just take my laptop to my room to work, because technically Mike is the one supposed to be working on his homework. Technically, his homework is more crucial than mine because it is for his Masters degree, and mine is just for me. However, I still have a deadline, and as usual, I am a little stressed about my current lesson.

Yesterday was a decent day despite continued gale force winds. It was not nearly as bad here as it was in Saskatchewan on Friday, but it was still ridiculously windy. I got out of the house twice, which has got to be some kind of recent record. Once I went to the farm to pick up a few supplies for Mike so he could put a proper railing on our outside stairs. Cody came with me, and upon finding out some of his cousins were there too, he opted to stay there for the afternoon without me. Later, we went back that way and got him and went to a barbecue for my sister-in-law's birthday. It was nice. I was disappointed in the windy weather because I had a strong craving to be outside, but I know that will come soon enough. I even got to see a calf being born, though from a significant distance. I am not really a fan of cattle, but I must admit I was oddly moved by the sight of this black cow, off by herself in the distance, laboring with no coach, no assistance, and possibly no idea what was happening. Of course, if she was not a first time mother, she likely knew what to expect. I wonder whether cows have long labors like people. I guess they just wander around until they are ready to push. Anyway, I don't know why, but I found the whole thing very amazing even from that distance and even though I don't really like cows. I think I personified her too much. I put myself in her place and wondered about her emotions. I don't know how emotional cows are. I always thought they were just plain dumb. I guess I will never know.

Okay, enough of that. I had something else to say, but surprise, surprise, I forget what it is. Yep. It's completely gone. After I publish this post, it will all come rushing back and I will kick myself for not remembering on time. I guess I am just overtired, as usual, and I am not functioning at full brain capacity. I am going to sign off now. It's lunch time anyway.

Oh, I was going to mention that yesterday was Oreo's birthday. Oreo is our bunny, for anyone who does not know that. He turned nine yesterday. Nine is old for a bunny. Well, they say rabbits live for 8-15 years, so I guess he is officially over the hill. Earlier this year he went blind in one eye. I feel very sorry for him. I determined to take him out for his birthday, so I dusted off the hold harness and leash and put it on him, intending to take him outside. However, the wind was so strong I wondered whether it would just scare him. Then, Cody and Jamie bombarded him and wanted to hold him, and by the time they were done he was very stressed out. His little body was shaking, and I was worried taking him outside might give him a heart attack. I didn't really want that for him...especially on his birthday. I put him back in his cage, for his own sake. Later I gave him a handful of baby carrots and some timothy hay. He ate the carrots.

I should also mention that Mike did build a temporary, but very strong railing for our basement stairs. Now the boys are allowed to play down there again. Phew. I am relieved about that.

I do have to run now. Time to make some lunch for these boys.

Friday, April 9, 2010

So much for playing in the basement...

Yesterday I was hoping for another good day, and in a way, it was. Once again I felt good enough to get a bunch of housework done, including making a roast beef dinner with mashed potatoes and gravy. Yum. However, later in the afternoon we had an incident with Cody that was scary. He fell off the edge of the stairs in the basement and landed on his face on the floor. Our basement is not finished, so the railing is not on the stairs yet. As such, I am always very nervous of the boys being on the stairs, but they know they are not allowed to play on the stairs and they know they are supposed to stay by the wall on the way up and down the stairs. Cody is good with those rules, and I don't worry about him. Jamie is the one that really scares me. Thankfully, Cody fell off the fourth stair from the bottom, rather than the higher stairs. Even still, his face is banged up and his glasses are bent out of shape. He was scared pretty badly and so was I. At that moment I decided there was no way I could allow them to play in the basement anymore unless one of us was right there with him, which is nearly impossible for me during the day because there is nowhere safe down there for Micah as of yet.

So today I had no option of sending them down to play, even though that was the first request out of Jamie's mouth this morning, and close to it for Cody as well. I am in a supremely bad mood today due to a rough night with Micah, who was hysterical from 12:44 a.m. to 1:43 or so. It was just horrible. I still don't know what happened, but I think he may have had a tummy ache. I won't even tell you about the details of my morning starting at around 6:30 a.m. but I will say that by around 7:30 I was incredibly angry and I was not even out of bed yet. (Well, I had been up already with Micah but was trying to settle again.) Anyway. I won't talk about it because I will just get angry all over again, but it was a Cody moment that I could have done without. My point is, today of all days I needed the basement. What I did do is send both boys outside immediately after breakfast, and actually, they were out there until shortly before lunch, so that was a relief. Now, Jamie is sleeping and Micah is irritating Cricket, and I let Cody go downstairs. I know. Sounds crazy, but the thing about Cody is he learns from his mistakes. I am very confident that he will never have an incident like that again. I have no such confidence in Jamie. He is too fearless. So while he sleeps I decided it would be okay for Cody to go down and play with his trains. He is playing nicely now. Phew.

Tonight I will be on my own again. Mike has a friend in from out of town that he will be golfing with. It's kind of ironic, actually, because it is like Hurricane Hugo out there. The wind blew our porch swing over a while ago. I had to go out and remove the fabric "roof" from it, and I was careful doing so because I worried the wind might blow me right off the stairs using it as a kite or like a sail on a boat. We do live in a windy province, but our yard is surrounded by trees and a tall ridge on one side, so we don't often get winds this strong. Hm. I'm sure they will go golfing regardless. They are both pretty obsessed with golf.

I'm not sure what I will do in his absence tonight. Mostly on my mind today is survival. I am not deluding myself into believing I will accomplish high levels of housewifely achievements. I would love to clean, but more than that I would love to nap. As I said, I am grouchy. And tired. But at least it is quiet in here right now. What I need to do is go make a casserole for supper while I have a moment without three boys.

I had more to say, but go figure, it has completely disappeared from my mind. I don't even have the slightest inkling what it was about, so this seems like a good time to sign off. Bye for now.

Thursday, April 8, 2010

Hoping for another good day.

It's Thursday already and so far a quiet day. Micah is still sleeping and the boys are playing in the basement nicely. Micah was up this morning at about 6:30 a.m. to eat, but he went back to sleep relatively well. Now he is out like a light, which makes it easier to get the other two fed and ready for the day.

I am feeling fairly good today in terms of my cold. Yesterday I felt great, other than still having a stuffy nose. I got a lot done, and I'm hoping for the same today, though so far my energy seems to be a bit more depleted than it was yesterday. I must say, having the basement available for the boys to play in has made my week SO much more bearable than normal. The weather is also amazing, so they can go outside too. Yesterday I went out briefly with Cody and helped him ride his bike. He is riding without training wheels now, but he needs help starting up because his bike is a bit too tall for him. Not sure whether that's adjustable or not, but I'll have to ask Mike about it. Anyway, he was pretty excited, and he did well. No real falls yet. He just kind of tips over when he stops, again because the bike is too tall for him.

Oops. Sounds like Micah might be awake. I think I hear him talking in the background. Just before I go, I must mention that I went to town last night. Very unusual for me, but I have been wanting to buy a certain book and also a bedding set. I went in and met my sister, Andrea, and we went to the mall together. Oh, Micah came too. We didn't get there til 8 p.m., so we did not have a whole lot of time. I hit the book store first. My book was not there. Then the quilt store. I did not like the bedding. I did buy some dryer balls though, which I have always wanted to try. For anyone who does not know, they are these funny, rubber, spiky balls that you put in the dryer in place of bounce sheets. They reduce static and act as a fabric softener, and the lady told me they also decrease the time it takes to dry stuff. Well, that all sounds good to me. She said they were good for about two years and then they have to be replaced. I am excited to try them out.

Then my sister told me we were going to get me an outfit so I have something decent to wear in public. She didn't say it that way, those are my words. It is true. My wardrobe is pathetic right now. Maybe even worse than pathetic. We didn't have much time, but we did manage to get me a pair of denim capris and also a nice shirt. So, now I have one nice (decent) thing to wear this summer.

When we were done, Micah was fairly desperately hungry, so I went to Andrea's house with her and I fed Micah there. Then he crawled around and we played a little Super Mario Brothers on the Wii. It was fun. I had a nice evening out. I have had several in the last week due to spring break. Or maybe it just feels like it. I went to the fair in an evening with just Cody last Thursday, on his birthday, and that was fun. Somehow I thought I had gone out more than once, but maybe I'm delusional. I can't recall any other incidents, but I do feel as though I have had a little more freedom recently and I truly do appreciate it. Micah is on cereal now, and that helps.

Anyway, I have two boys on the stairs, which makes me very nervous because I don't have a railing yet. Phew. They are off the stairs now. But I also must check on Micah, in case he is sitting in his crib waiting to be rescued. Nothing else major to report today. Just a quick, cute little Jamie quote. When I got him out of bed this morning my hair was down (it is usually in a ponytail), and it was curly from having slept on it when it was wet. He said, "Oh. Je hair. Je peety." Jamie says "je" a lot. We call him our french boy. "peety" means pretty. I thought it was so sweet. That is a true compliment, when a very young boy says your hair or your shirt or whatever is pretty. They always tell the truth about these things, whether the truth is pleasant or not. Anyway, it was a sweet moment.

And now they are both playing on the stairs again, which is strictly forbidden. I'm off.

Tuesday, April 6, 2010

Back to the grind.

Spring break is over and I am once again on my own full-time with these three boys. All of us are sick with yucky colds, though Micah and I are much improved because we got it first. Jamie is in the thick of it, and Cody is at the beginning, as is Mike. Last night I was alone with them too, and I sat on Cody's bed with him and Jamie reading, "I do dot like greed eggs and hab, I do dot like them Sab I ab!" Thankfully, they both went to sleep almost immediately after I tucked them in, so it was down to Micah and I.

Earlier on, Micah got a new and exciting taste of life. I told Mike, who was preoccupied with his homework, that I was going to leave Micah in the play pen in the living room while I dashed off to the bathroom. I added that it was no longer safe to leave him in the exersaucer because Jamie likes to push Micah's face into the side like a face-plant. Grrr. So, I use the play pen as a safety zone if I ever have to leave the room without anyone else to watch the other two. When I returned, we prepared supper and I went to get Micah so I could feed him some cereal in his high chair. He looked weird. His chin was covered in drool, but it was tinted black. So were his clothes. I panicked slightly and said, "What do you have?!" As I bent over to grab him, I saw a black jelly bean in his fist. A jelly bean! Good grief! So, I quickly confiscated it and moved him to his high chair. Wouldn't you know it, he was still gripping a yellow jelly bean in his other fist. AAHHHH!!!! When I put the first spoonful of rice cereal in his mouth, he made a face and spit it out as if to say, "What is this slop you're feeding me? Bring on the jelly beans!" I asked Jamie if he gave jelly beans to Micah. He said yes, and then gave me a devilish grin. I didn't doubt him for one minute.

Today, I hope to get things in order around here a little bit. I have one load of laundry going at the moment. That, at the very least, will guarantee that by the end of the day I will have accomplished something. I would love to clean my bedroom, but we'll see. I can't take Micah in there because it is not baby safe, so I would have to wait until he is napping in order for that to be possible. The timing may not work today because it looks like once he goes down, the other two will be ready for lunch. Then, after that, Jamie will go down, and by then Micah will probably be ready to get up once again. If he is not, the trick will be mustering up the energy to tackle such a big job. It's a big job because the whole closet (walk-in) needs to be organized, not just the rest of the room. I find the prospect rather overwhelming, but one of these days I will take a deep breath and plunge in.

Over spring break, Mike did a ton of work on our basement. It was already mostly framed, but he did most of the wiring as well, and did a whole bunch of cleaning and organizing. He built shelves on the storage room walls and lined them with many, many boxes and items that were littering the whole basement floor prior to that. He rolled out my parents' old porch carpet in one of the family room areas so the boys can play down there now. When I say it is an old porch carpet, I don't mean one of those deep green, indoor-outdoor carpets. It is a berber rug in pretty good shape. It actually looks quite nice down there, other than the fact that it is more of an area rug because it does not meet any of the walls. It is the perfect size for Cody's Geo Trax though. I'm quite happy with it for the time being. We do not have the money to finish the flooring in our basement this year, and this is the perfect temporary solution.

Anyway, I just put Micah down for a nap and I must get ready to make lunch for the other two. Just as I predicted! Haha. I was on the phone there for a bit while I fed him. Now I better go do something productive.

Friday, April 2, 2010

Spring break and no time for blogging!

Whew...I guess I have taken a longer break from this blog than I even realized. I can't do a long post right now because I need to lay down. I just wanted to say for the record that as of yesterday I am no longer a mom to three boys ages three and under. Yep, that's right. Cody turned four yesterday. He has been excited about his birthday for so long, and sadly, none of his cousins could come to his birthday party. (He doesn't have any friends outside of his cousins yet, but has so many cousins that he is not missing out at this point.) I was really, really sad because I knew he wanted to have a party and he wanted his cousins there. However, we told him the day before that nobody could come and that we were going to have a really fun day together as a family. In the morning, he helped me make his birthday cake, which we decorated with M&Ms. He pretty much dumped huge piles of them all over the cake. It was pretty, but wow, that was a LOT of M&Ms! Mike's parents were able to come, so that was nice. In the afternoon, I headed back to the fair without Micah, who was sick and still is, but I decided to take Cody along. Just me and my sweet little four year old. I had a blast with him. He was great, and we didn't get out of there until 8:25 p.m. but his attitude was excellent and so far today he has not even been grumpy. Wow.

Sadly, I am sick today. My throat is scratchy, my nose stuffed up, and my stomach is not in a good state either, for that matter. We have a huge family gathering today, but I don't know how Micah or I will survive it.

Jamie just came in and said to me, "Mommy, I brokeded Oreo's cage." I was not surprised by this admission, as I just heard the terrible clatter of the water bottle and the cage. I wasn't sure whether the bottle had been removed or whether he had knocked the cage off its base. Either way, it will need to be fixed.

Anyway, it has been a very eventful week and I would have posted sooner but for some homework I had to get done, and of course, being out at the fair. We took the whole family on Wednesday.

Oh dear. Jamie is still with me and I just heard another cage noise. I would bet money that Oreo is on the loose. I better go make sure Radar is not in the house or we will have some serious trouble. I need to lay down after that, so I will have to end this post for now.

I just got clobbered with a huge roll of wrapping paper by a grinning two year old who yelled, "Ready??? FIGHT!", followed by the beating of his mother and hysterical giggling on his part. I better go. I'll post again soon.