Wednesday, September 29, 2010

The sickness rages on.

I have lost count of how many days I have been sick. I do know that for Jamie, this is the 18th day, and he is still not well. He went to bed with a bad stomach ache last night, which instilled in me a terrible sense of dread. This morning he is still clutching his tummy, and didn't want to eat breakfast. I was not about to force him. He doesn't want anything to drink as of yet either. He has only been up for an hour though, so we'll see. Cody is coughing quite a bit and sound pretty phlegmy, so I called the preschool teacher and told her I'd be keeping him home today. Another first for this mommy. Calling in sick for my child. He doesn't know, and I am not going to tell him unless he asks. I don't want to upset him. He is unaware that today is preschool day. Poor kid. He's not really badly sick at this point, but judging by the rest of us, he could get that way and I just didn't feel right spreading that to the other kids at preschool. Micah is also coughing a lot, and this morning I saw that he popped a molar out! Well, just one tip of it has poked through. I'm guessing that is part of what has been bothering him lately.

As for me, I'm wondering whether it is possible that at least some of this is viral, because I really don't feel like I'm getting better fast enough considering I'm on antibiotics. My throat and ear are still sore, and my face still hurts. I just don't know. So, today we are all vegging out in front of the TV. Sadly, the shows will not be very entertaining for me, but they certainly will keep the older two occupied, which will afford me a bit of peace...depending on how much trouble Micah is able to find. He is toddling around looking for things to do. I'm guessing he is feeling better than any of us at this point, but it is hard to say for sure.

I just fed the horses, and the fresh air was nice even though the work is not so great at the moment. I think it was better than it would have been about three days ago though, so I must be improving somewhat. I am going to attempt to get more homework done today. It is due Friday and it is a huge assignment, and considering how brain-dead I have been this last seven or eight days, I am struggling to get it done. I don't want to miss a deadline, as I have not missed a single one yet, even through terrible stomach flu, an entire pregnancy and a birth. So, I guess that's what I will attempt next. We'll see whether my head can handle it or not. If not, maybe I will rest today and try some homework this evening.

Hm. Jamie just requested pancakes. You should see him. He does not look good. He looks exhausted, and he slept in this morning til 8 a.m. Normally he is up by 6:30 a.m. every single day. I always feel so helpless when my kids are sick. I guess I better get something for Jamie to eat. Bye for now.

Monday, September 27, 2010

More sickness.

Monday has arrived, and there is no calling in sick for me. I am very sick, and finally got to see a doctor yesterday. I have bronchitis and a sinus infection, so I'm pretty miserable. I am on antibiotics, but have only had four doses so far, so still feeling pretty gross. The boys are all coughing now, and I am hoping they will not get this as bad as I have. Our morning has gone all right. I am sitting around reading, trying to stay awake. The boys have been good so far. I can see that Micah is about ready to keel over from being so tired, but I want him to nap after lunch instead. So, here I am avoiding making lunch because I don't have the energy. I just took some cough syrup, so hopefully it won't make me wingy or anything.

Anyway, there is not much else to report otherwise. The weather has turned gorgeous here, and I am wanting to get on Sasha again, but just too sick right now. I'm hoping maybe by later this week. The other thing is, I have homework due Friday, a huge assignment, but my head is just not functioning. I'm about halfway done, but just don't think I can do any more right now. I might wait til tomorrow evening and see how I'm doing. I should be better by then, according to the pharmacist. Meanwhile, the boys can play outside in the beautiful weather, as they did this morning. At the moment, the TV is on until lunch time. So, I better go so I can face that next challenge.

Saturday, September 25, 2010

Still the sick house.

Saturday has arrived, and it should be an interesting one. I am very, very sick but I will be here alone with the boys for most of the day. Jamie is still sick, but not as bad, I don't think. Micah's eyes look better this morning, so hopefully they will be totally cleared up by tomorrow morning. Cody continues to elude this virus, or whatever it is. As usual, it now seems I have managed to get it the worst. A part of me would like to go to the doctor today, but I don't know whether anything is open or not, plus I can't get there. It isn't just that I will have all of my boys with me. Everyone knows I am a wimp about taking them all somewhere by myself. The thing is, I won't have the van anyway, which will literally make it impossible for me to go anywhere. Mike will be going to town very soon...in fact really he should be leaving right now, to help my sister move. Of course I want her to have the help, but I am very stressed about being left alone here today.

In other news, Sasha was roaming around in our front yard this morning when we got up. We don't know where she got out of the fence, or why the others did not. Mike did discover that the fencer was not plugged in, which is very odd, so the electric portions of the fence were actually disabled. Yikes. I'm glad they didn't all get out, and I'm glad she just hung out in the yard eating our green grass. Mike grabbed a pail of pellets from the shed and Sasha followed him enthusiastically back into the pen. He locked all three horses in the round pen and then walked the whole fence line to make sure everything was okay. Oh dear. This is part of owning horses, but I hate the thought of them getting out of their fence. Anyway, that adventure was very minor and short, and for that I am thankful. I guess from now on I will check to make sure the fencer is plugged in every time I go in the shed for Sasha's pellets.

Last night we also had something of a domestic disaster. What I mean is, I pulled out the central vac to clean up the living room floor, which had not been done in several days. I had forgotten that the last time I used it, it was shorting out and I had to hold the cord into the plug part on the vacuum handle the whole time I was vacuuming in order to make it work. So I started this again last night, and it was totally shorting out and nearly impossible to vacuum. Mike was bathing the boys at this time. I shouted to him about what was going on, and I guess he was also aware of the problem. Anyway, I decided if I was determined enough I could make this happen so I pushed this plug thing in as hard as I could and started vacuuming. Suddenly, there was a bunch of smoke coming from the plug, so I pulled it out, and one of the two prongs on it had melted right off. It was both scary and upsetting. I don't really know what to do. Now we have no central vac. Because of that one small plug. I don't know whether it is fixable or what. We will have to find out, somehow. We have only had it for four years, so there is no excuse for that kind of malfunction, in my opinion.

So, that is the update on the home front. Mike is in the other room, but I suspect he will leave as soon as he emerges. He is actually already late. I would like very much to curl up with a blanket and watch a good movie, or read a good book, but I am fresh out of books and I can't turn on the TV around here without major repercussions from these boys.

Anyway, looks like I am in demand at the moment. I'm off.

Thursday, September 23, 2010

Almost through the week.

I guess it's only Thursday, though I thought for a moment it might be Friday. Our week has been strange, with lots of sickness and lots of TV. There have been lots of bad attitudes, lots of grouchiness, and fatigue too. And I don't just mean the kids. Even as I typed that, Cody shouted at me, "DON'T TALK EVER AGAIN!" I told him, "You've got it." He muttered some more things, including a threat to run away. Cody is four. Sometimes I wonder whether he is close to fourteen, though I have asked him and he assures me he is not.

I took all the boys to the doctor today. Well, only Micah had an actual appointment, but I had to take them all. Mike met me there on his way home from work, as it was in between his work and our place. He was late though, so I got a momentary taste of what it is like to take them all out with no help. It was okay, but once he got there I was so glad I had help. That's when Cody wanted to use the bathroom, and I was very thankful I did not have to drag all three of them in there. Micah's eyes are infected or something, so he looks like something the cat dragged in. He looks awful. We are about to put ointment in his eyes. Oh boy. I'm SO looking forward to this.

Well. That was fun. Have I ever mentioned how much I do not handle eyeball issues well? Micah's eyes are very red and seeping all kinds of gunk. Sorry. Gross, I know. So, putting ointment in was a real delight for both him and us. He is all chipper again now. Wait til we put the saline drops up his nose and the olive oil in his ears! He's going to love us. We have to do the ointment for three days. It is an antibiotic, so obviously his eyes are infected. The doctor didn't tell me that. He just prescribed the ointment.

Anyway, I have been pretty dopey the last few days with a wicked sore throat and sore ears, plus I have been very overtired and feverish. I am desperately hoping tomorrow will be better. My throat is slightly improved tonight, which is a welcome relief after three days of agony. As a result, I have let the boys watch tons of TV, which always has terrible repercussions in their attitudes...particularly Cody. I have also done no homework whatsoever, despite this assignment being my biggest yet. I am a bit stressed about that. What I did do is read my book that I got for my birthday. It was really good, and I was quite thrilled to be able to cozy up with a book for a while and ignore all my duties. Well, not all of them, but a lot of them. The house is pretty messy, and I have not been the most spectacular chef lately. Okay, I have never been a spectacular chef. That's okay. It's just not my thing. Once in a while I prepare something yummy, which is a huge improvement over my early years of marriage.

Now that I am done my book, I will have to start my assignment again. One more day to make it through until the weekend, though it may be a tough one because Mike will not get home until after supper I think...maybe even later. The weather is supposed to be warm and sunny though, so that should really help. Feeding the horses these last few days has been less fun than normal because of all the cold rain. Maybe a nice sunny day is just what the doctor has ordered. Saturday, Mike will be helping one of my sisters move, so I will be on my own with the boys again. Hopefully it won't be the whole day, but I guess we'll find out.

Anyway, Mike is reading to the boys now. I refused tonight, as I can't talk very well at the moment. I think I might snuggle a little baby who is wearing a light brown velour sleeper. Very cozy and soft. I'm off for now.

Tuesday, September 21, 2010

Sick house

I suppose it has been quite a while since I have posted anything in here. It has been a rough week with Jamie so sick, and now Micah and Mike and I are all sick too. Cody seems to be okay, somehow. I am so tired today I nearly fainted. I had to have a nap this afternoon and use the TV as a baby sitter. I don't like to do it, but I used it a whole lot today. It makes Cody really snarky and grouchy, but I didn't know how else to survive. I was on my own with the boys yesterday and Mike did not make it home until 11:30 p.m. and tonight it will be similar. If I were not doing laundry right now, I might just go to bed. I am desperately hoping that there will be no interruptions to our sleep tonight. Every night Jamie is up with nightmares, and lately Micah is up every night too, probably feeling sick. Even Cody has been up several times in the last couple of weeks.

Oh, gotta run. Mike just called and I am on the phone. Maybe I'll be able to do a post tomorrow. Another big day, with Cody's second day of preschool.

Friday, September 17, 2010

Another Mommy rite of passage.

It has been a rough week around here. Jamie is pretty sick and last night he came into our room at 1:30 a.m. and stood there half-whining, half-crying and said he wanted to come in our bed. I sent him back to his room to retrieve his own pillow, since I did not want mine desecrated by all the germs and boogers. He padded across the hall to his room and a minute later started hollering and crying that he could not find his pillow. I ran to help him, fearing that he would wake Micah. I found him laying on Cody's bed, his arms wrapped around Cody's feet as he cried at his inability to find his pillow. I almost laughed. Cody was like a dummy. No insult intended. He did not budge as Jamie crawled all over him. Neither of them knew Jamie was on the wrong bed. It really was rather funny.

Anyway, I got that all sorted out, but Jamie stayed in our bed, between us, coughing and tossing until 6:30 a.m., occasionally yelling at Mike because he wanted more space. Once in a while he would rub my back, and Mike told me in the morning he was patting Mike's hair too. It was pretty cute, yet sad, but in four and a half years of mothering, that was a first for me. Cody would NEVER sleep in our bed with us, even if we tried to get him to when he was upset, or even when he got up too early in the morning. I hope Jamie won't want to do it again tonight. We are going to head to the doctor when Mike gets home from work. Jamie slapped his ear earlier, very abruptly, and I asked him why he did it. He told me there was something in there, so I am concerned about a possible ear infection. He has had a low fever since Sunday, and has been quite lethargic since then as well, falling asleep every single day during the day, in random places, so that is not a good sign either. Seeing it is Friday and it would be hard to see a doctor on the weekend, we figured we better take him in tonight.

Yesterday was a brutal day because Jamie was really sick and pathetic, and Cody got terribly rebellious. I don't know what happened, but it was one of the worst days I have ever had with him. He is in a similar state today, though it has been dampened some by my use of the TV. I don't normally do that, but with Jamie sick and laying around, I decided to make an exception. Anyway, I went out last night to town and bought a whole bunch of new clothes. I can't tell you how much that has helped me to feel better about life in general. The last time I shopped for clothes, I mean really shopped for clothes, was a year and a half ago, and I was about six months pregnant at the time. It feels good to have some stuff that fits and I feel decent in.

I also bought a pitchfork. Just thought I would throw that in there. We had two of our round bales delivered yesterday, and now we have to fork hay, seeing the last of our square bales are pretty gross, like mouldy and such. I had fun out there this morning with the pitchfork. It looks like pretty nice hay to me, though to be honest, I don't have any experience caring for horses. Riding them, yes. Feeding them, no. We always boarded our horses when I was growing up, so that part was done by the people who owned the place, not by us. Now we are the ones doing it, and I actually enjoy it quite a bit, though today it is the coldest day we have had so far since summer. It's only 6 degrees out there, and there is a big wind out there to compound the cold. I am inspired to buy a nice pair of cozy warm work gloves for the winter, and I may need a new winter jacket as well...we'll see.

Anyway, Micah is VERY annoyed at me for doing this right now, so I have to sign off. I'm going out tomorrow night for a girls' night, so I may be scarce this weekend. We'll see. Bye for now.

Wednesday, September 15, 2010

Another milestone.

Today was a major mommy milestone for me. Okay, really it was a milestone for Cody, but this is a whole new level of the parenting experience, in my opinion. Cody had his first day of preschool today. Last night I packed a snack in his new Cars lunch bag, and I packed his new Thomas the Train back pack with a change of clothes and the registration papers too. Then this morning we all packed up, and mercifully I dropped Micah and Jamie at my mother-in-law's place so I did not have any tagalongs. I know, I am kind of a wimp, but Micah is not easy to take places these days, and Jamie is quite sick. (Just a cold this time, but one that is really knocking him off his feet.) So I drove to the tiny town that is only five minutes away from our place and I brought Cody inside the church where the preschool is held. He got shy for a moment, but as soon as he saw the red tractors in the other room, he was gone. I went in and told him I was leaving, and he said okay. I told him to have fun, and he responded in a sing-song voice, "I will!" as the other mothers stuck close to their terrified and crying kids and shot me envious looks, one that almost bordered on hostility. Hehe. I was not about to feel one bit bad. I was incredibly relieved that I was not one of the moms with the kid clinging to me for dear life. I think that is the norm, but Cody is not typical in that he is not really shy. He had a blast, and he looked so adorable in his brand new jeans and black long-sleeved waffle shirt, with his backpack on his back. He just loved it. I was so relieved.

And so I survive this rite of passage completely unscathed. I almost didn't earn my motherhood patch on this one, but I will take all the freebies I can get. I have a feeling Jamie will more than make up for any easy experiences I get with Cody! But maybe he will surprise me. I sure hope so! He wants to go to preschool now too, so I told him if he can get it together and stop using diapers, I will send him in January with his brother. Wow. If I could do that, I would ease his transition too! And Micah will be able to go with Jamie too when he is older. I am really jumping ahead of myself here, but you can't blame me for trying.

Anyway, my eyes are bothering me a bit so I think I will ditch the laptop for a bit. I just wanted to do a post today, particularly in light of this momentous occasion! I know I have not done many posts in here either. I have been swamped with homework this week, which was due today. I sent it in a couple of hours ago, and now the clock begins ticking on the next assignment, which is probably the biggest one yet!!! So, I will sign off and enjoy one pressure-free evening, and then I better get a start on the next assignment! Bye for now.

Sunday, September 12, 2010

Back to reality.

We are home once again, and have been for about five hours. Already we are settled back into the routine, as we were just about immediately upon arriving home. Jamie is terribly sad about us having left, and I hope we won't have to work too hard to get him past it. He seems okay this evening, but he was not in a good state when we arrived home, nor was he before we came, according to my parents. Now it is nearly eight o'clock and none of my boys are asleep. I am home alone with them. Funny how fast that side of things returned to normal.

Either way, we had a very nice weekend away. I can't even say how good it felt to just be able to relax. We could go out whenever we felt like it, or stay in if we didn't want to go anywhere. There was something so incredibly freeing and refreshing about being able to go to sleep at night not wondering whether any minute a baby would cry, or a child would be in our room with nightmares. It really was amazing to go back to just the two of us, even for just a short time. I missed my boys, but in truth, the weekend was just not long enough. I needed more time. However, I was so grateful for the time we did get. I realized just how different it felt to be out with Mike and see him as a husband and friend again and not just a daddy. I guess in some ways, our roles define us, so when we are removed from them, suddenly the real person is visible once again. I don't think I have ever appreciated an anniversary away as much as this one. Mike said this morning he felt rested for the first time since Jamie was born. Jamie is turning three at the end of December, if that gives you any idea. For me, I don't know, it is probably more like five years, since I got pregnant the first time. Except I did not get a good rest last night. I was so looking forward to sleeping in our incredibly luxurious king size bed last night, after being out so late at a movie (we did not get home til nearly 1 a.m.), but for some reason, I barely slept at all. Mike was out like a light, but I just lay there, suspended in that place between sleep and wakefulness. You know, that place where your body feels like a lead weight, and is indescribably comfortable, and yet you lay there aware that you are still aware. I was like that until 3 a.m. I had the jitters, as though I had just drank three cups of coffee. I don't ever drink coffee, so I don't know whether I would react like that, but it was very weird. I was exhausted, but just not sleeping. At 6 a.m. I got up to use the bathroom and I was still not sure whether I had fallen asleep yet. It was quite awful. I did sleep in until 9:45 a.m. though, so obviously at some point I did drift off. I was very disappointed about that, because I thought sleeping on that bed would be the most amazing sleep of my life. Well, maybe tonight will be, in the comfort of my own bed and my own home.

Anyway, it sounds as though these boys have all finally settled. Well, Micah is not crying anymore, so that makes it very silent in here. Phew. I am grateful for that. I am going to do something leisurely, like read or maybe play Super Mario Galaxy 2 on the Wii. I got it for my birthday from the boys. I am half way tempted to just go to bed, but it is only 8 p.m., so that seems a little early. I don't feel like doing homework tonight, though I probably should. Time for me to sign off. Goodnight.

Back to reality.

We are home once again, and have been for about five hours. Already we are settled back into the routine, as we were just about immediately upon arriving home. Jamie is terribly sad about us having left, and I hope we won't have to work too hard to get him past it. He seems okay this evening, but he was not in a good state when we arrived home, nor was he before we came, according to my parents. Now it is nearly eight o'clock and none of my boys are asleep. I am home alone with them. Funny how fast that side of things returned to normal.

Either way, we had a very nice weekend away. I can't even say how good it felt to just be able to relax. We could go out whenever we felt like it, or stay in if we didn't want to go anywhere. There was something so incredibly freeing and refreshing about being able to go to sleep at night not wondering whether any minute a baby would cry, or a child would be in our room with nightmares. It really was amazing to go back to just the two of us, even for just a short time. I missed my boys, but in truth, the weekend was just not long enough. I needed more time. However, I was so grateful for the time we did get. I realized just how different it felt to be out with Mike and see him as a husband and friend again and not just a daddy. I guess in some ways, our roles define us, so when we are removed from them, suddenly the real person is visible once again. I don't think I have ever appreciated an anniversary away as much as this one. Mike said this morning he felt rested for the first time since Jamie was born. Jamie is turning three at the end of December, if that gives you any idea. For me, I don't know, it is probably more like five years, since I got pregnant the first time. Except I did not get a good rest last night. I was so looking forward to sleeping in our incredibly luxurious king size bed last night, after being out so late at a movie (we did not get home til nearly 1 a.m.), but for some reason, I barely slept at all. Mike was out like a light, but I just lay there, suspended in that place between sleep and wakefulness. You know, that place where your body feels like a lead weight, and is indescribably comfortable, and yet you lay there aware that you are still aware. I was like that until 3 a.m. I had the jitters, as though I had just drank three cups of coffee. I don't ever drink coffee, so I don't know whether I would react like that, but it was very weird. I was exhausted, but just not sleeping. At 6 a.m. I got up to use the bathroom and I was still not sure whether I had fallen asleep yet. It was quite awful. I did sleep in until 9:45 a.m. though, so obviously at some point I did drift off. I was very disappointed about that, because I thought sleeping on that bed would be the most amazing sleep of my life. Well, maybe tonight will be, in the comfort of my own bed and my own home.

Anyway, it sounds as though these boys have all finally settled. Well, Micah is not crying anymore, so that makes it very silent in here. Phew. I am grateful for that. I am going to do something leisurely, like read or maybe play Super Mario Galaxy 2 on the Wii. I got it for my birthday from the boys. I am half way tempted to just go to bed, but it is only 8 p.m., so that seems a little early. I don't feel like doing homework tonight, though I probably should. Time for me to sign off. Goodnight.

Saturday, September 11, 2010

Away for the weekend!

I was apprehensive about leaving the boys yesterday, for two whole nights, but in the end we took the plunge. My parents came out, and in exchange program style, we went to their house in the big city for the night. We didn't arrive until after 9 p.m. and we were both too tired to go see the movie we wanted to see, as it was long and did not start until after 10 p.m. so we went out for appetizers. It was a short outing, but it was really nice and fun. I felt like we were dating again. We didn't do anything extreme, like put a ban on talking about our kids. We certainly did talk about them, but we also just enjoyed each other. It was so much more relaxing than going out for an evening knowing we had to rush home to relieve a baby sitter and take over our duties once again for the night. Again, today, we are relaxed and it feels good. We did not leave my parents' house until about 12:50 p.m. and then we went for lunch. Now we have checked in to our actual hotel and that's where I am typing this, on my beautiful new laptop no less! Our room is simple but very nice, with a huge, luxurious king size bed. Somewhere in this place there is a salt water pool, but both of us forgot our bathing suits, so if we are to try it out, we will have to shop for new ones. I need a new one anyway, but shopping for a bathing suit is about as desirable to me as eating cereal out of my cats' litter box, so it is doubtful that will happen. We'll see.

Soon, we will be going shopping, not with any huge pressure, though we do both hope to get a couple few clothes, and I want pyjamas. I also want to buy a little something for the boys. Jamie was devastated when we left and he bawled and bawled. He actually climbed into the back seat of the car as we were packing, and he clung to me like his life depended on it when I tried to hand him to Grandma. Apparently this morning he said to her, "I not sad. (pause.) I a little bit sad." Poor guy.

So, I will sign off for now, and I doubt I will have time to post tomorrow seeing we will be travelling that day. I just wanted to say that we are having a nice time and this is a break that has been much needed for a long time. It is the first time I have ever left my kids overnight when I have not been pregnant and it is just a really nice feeling. Still, I do miss my sweet boys and I will be happy to see them again. I'm off for now.

Thursday, September 9, 2010

Birthday and Anniversary

Well, my birthday is coming to a close this evening, and I am amazed to report that I am typing this from my brand new laptop I feel very spoiled, and I will be selling my old one along with the iPod touch that it came with in order to justify the purchase, but wow, this is a nice laptop. It is an Apple MacBook, and I am loving it, though I had no access to it or my old one the entire day. No matter, I was busy cleaning anyway.

My day went relatively well, with very few problems from the boys. Despite the colder, rainy (on and off) day, I sent them out at least three times, possibly four, when they got too crazy, and that helped. Micah was a bit fussy, but it was okay. My day mostly consisted of a heart overflowing with gratitude and love for my amazing and adorable boys. Cody wished me happy birthday many times through the day. Jamie did too. They helped me make my birthday cake, though Dr. Phil would give me a swift kick in the pants for eating any. I only had one piece though, so he should just relax.

In truth, I was down yesterday, and felt like today would be a blase day of cleaning and disciplining, and all things mundane. In the end, I had zero expectations, and I ended up really enjoying my time with my little family. The only downside is that right now I have developed a wicked migraine and I am beginning to feel nauseated. Fantastic.

Tomorrow will be a big day. I will have to continue cleaning and doing laundry, and packing. We are going away for our anniversary when Mike gets home from school. My parents will be arriving some time in the afternoon to stay here with all of our boys. Yep. We are leaving them all behind. Very weird. I am a little anxious about it, but also looking forward to it. I hope this migraine will not be with me when I wake up in the morning.

Anyway, I really am going to have to go to bed, as this is getting quite bad. I did have a good day though. I may not have time to post tomorrow. We'll see how it goes. Who knows? I might do a post from the big city. Goodnight all, and thanks to my family and friends for the sweet birthday wishes, and anniversary too. Today is our anniversary, but we will be celebrating that starting tomorrow! It's number ten.

Tuesday, September 7, 2010

A new way to agitate "horses". Hehe.

Today is my Monday. Not just any Monday, but the beginning of many Mondays. Mike is back to work today, though the actual teaching does not begin until tomorrow. Here I am, alone with three boys, and so far it has not been too bad. I had a small blow-out with Cody this morning, but I sent him to his room (or more like running and screaming to his room) and we had a good little chat. We made a "deal" about how our year is going to go. No fighting. No screaming or yelling at each other. Mutual respect. Mutual listening. Talking to others in a nice voice. It was a good chat and it is a good plan. Failure to comply will result in time-outs. We sealed it with a prayer, and went on our way.

Jamie decided to sport his flashy red Lightning McQueen undies today in place of a diaper. I told him that was fine, but he was NOT to pee or poop in that underwear. I told him he would not be wearing any pants in the house as long as he was in underwear, but he could wear them outside. The morning went well. He peed on the toilet twice. I asked him right after lunch if he needed to go. He said no. Micah had just pooped in his diaper, so I told Jamie I would be changing Micah and then coming to take him to the toilet to pee. I changed Micah and put him to bed. Jamie peed in his pants before I could return to them. I confiscated the underwear and put the diaper back on. I was mad. He didn't do it by accident. He did it on purpose!

The boys are playing outside now, and Micah is still in bed, but I am beginning to suspect that he is not sleeping anymore. I thought I heard a Micah scream a few minutes ago, but the monitor is not in here with me. If he's awake, it's because of the loud fight that occurred outside his window a few minutes ago. I am shaking my head and rolling my eyes. Can't seem to win!

I also confiscated the boys' "horses" today. Their horses are big stuffed dogs that they pretend to ride. Jamie's is named Pablo, and I think Cody's is Tasha, but I am unclear whether those are the horses' names, or whether those are the characters played by Cody and Jamie. Anyway, the horses were laying on the living room floor when I noticed Tabu, our tabby cat, (pronounced Taboo) sniffing them incessantly. That triggered a red flag, so I quickly, yet reluctantly, sniffed them myself. Just as I suspected and also dreaded. Cat pee. Fabulous. So, the horses spent a good 45 minutes in the washing machine having a much needed bath. They are in the dryer at the present time. I am scared to sniff them again. I hope it did the trick. I also hope they survive the ordeal. There are times when I don't love my sweet, soft and furry tabby girl as much as I should. Anything involving cat pee outside the litter box qualifies for one of those moments. It is unforgivable, or close to it. My cats used to both be normal. Okay, that is a blatant lie. Neither of them have ever been normal, but they didn't pee on things either until one weekend when we went away and I accidentally locked Tabu in the bathroom with no litter box. She was traumatized from having peed and pooped on the floor, and ever since she has been inconsistent with the litter box. It was entirely my fault, but I still get mad at her every time she does it.

Anyway, I do hear Micah screaming after all, so I suppose it is time to face my motherly duties once again and quit my rambling in here. I have laundry to fold and a baby to rescue, and I am sure there will be other duties piling up before I know it. I'm off for now.

Sunday, September 5, 2010

Rain and salamanders and skunks. Oh my!

It is a cool and rainy morning here, and believe it or not, I just got back from a walk down the road. I decided today would be a walking day as far as exercise goes because I am somewhat limited with the workout dvds that I have, either with my ankle or my wrist. So, I went outside to move the horses into the temporary fence line and seeing I was wearing Mike's waterproof rain jacked with a hood, I figured, why not? I went past Jamie, who was oblivious to the rain because he was playing with his salamander that he caught this morning, and I headed down the driveway. Radar joined me, which was nice. It is nice to have a big German Shepherd type along on walks in the country. It was very peaceful and beautiful going down our driveway, as usual. The mosquito population has shrunk considerably, though they are not completely wiped out yet. Anyway, we had one encounter with a truck, so I had to hold Radar by the scruff of the neck so he wouldn't do anything dumb, but after that it was quiet on the road. We got as far as the closest set of train tracks, which is maybe a quarter of a mile away, and I figured we could just keep going. Then I saw it. In the ditch on my side of the road just a tiny bit further up the road was a skunk! EEEEKKK! Well, somehow the wind was blowing in our favor, however feeble it was, and Radar did not notice the skunk. I am so thankful for that. I called him in a really excited voice and we turned around for home. On the way I collected some pretty rocks for Cody. It is hard not to pick up stones when they are wet. They always look so pretty when the colors are dark and there is no dust on them.

I just spent an untold amount of time searching for a good photo of our driveway when the leaves are still green, but I came up blank. Weird. Maybe the next time it stops raining I should get some. It is supposed to rain all week here, which is unpleasant, but maybe it won't rain quite as much as they are saying.

The boys caught another salamander, as I mentioned earlier, and Jamie refuses to come inside. It is completely pouring outside now, and he does not care. A few minutes ago I heard him call, "Salamander! Come!" He is so cute. We tried to keep him inside, but in the end I thought, if he would rather be outside, why would I deny him the fresh air? He is having fun, and Cody is playing in the basement, which means no fights. Even better, Micah is napping, so all three are quiet and happy. Woo hoo!

Mike is practicing his french with an audio program on his computer. He will be teaching some french this year, and he is not exactly...well, let's just say it is not his best subject. It is rather amusing to listen to this woman and her overly enthusiastic pronunciations. Haha.

I better go. Jamie just came in. He said the salamander bit him. He seems quite entertained by that fact. He said it didn't hurt, but Cody said it had lots of very sharp teeth. Ha. Yeah, right! Jamie is very sad that he lost the salamander. Such a silly boy. After lunch we will be playing some Wii. We don't let the boys do that very often, nor do we do it ourselves very often, but it is a rainy day and we are all here, so it will be a fun little treat. I'm off for now.

Saturday, September 4, 2010

Recovery update

It has been four and a half weeks since I fell off Sasha. I am happy to report that I am doing much better. I posted earlier this week about my new splint for my right wrist. It has been so nice to be able to remove it on a daily basis for such simple things as scratching and washing my arm. It is more sore than it was in the cast, however, so I have to be more careful. Either way, it is so much better than it was and typing is also much easier with this splint than it was with the cast. My left wrist is nearly completely healed, in my estimation. If I really rotate my hand around as far as possible, it hurts, but only a tiny bit. My right ankle is a little sore, though I can walk quite well. I just have to be careful with it. Oh, and I am also relieved to report that my poison ivy has improved in leaps and bounds. I have two large patches that are still fairly itchy, and a few other patches that are mildly itchy, but it is far better than it was several days ago. Phew. Am I finally returning to normal???

So, having said all that, I did a workout today for the first time since two days before my fall. It was only a 20 minute workout, and only abs, but I figure that is a start. There were a few moves I could not do because of my wrist and my ankle, but most of it was fine. I am going to try a different one tomorrow and see how it goes. Maybe I will be able to get going on getting in shape after all. Seems like an impossible task at this point, but for what it's worth, I am going to try. Perhaps I should not announce that in here. I am not terribly confident in my ability to shape up at this point, but as I said, I have to at least try. So, today is day one in my quest. Perhaps I will have the nerve to update that status in here occasionally as well. Perhaps not. Haha. It is hard to say. It is not something I generally enjoy talking about. I hope to be able to report at some point an increase in energy, and perhaps even a lift in my spirits. My old clothes fitting better would also be a desirable outcome, but let's not get ahead of ourselves here. I sure did have some cute clothes before I got pregnant with Cody five years ago. It would be awfully nice to wear them again some day, before they are completely out of style. Sigh.

Anyway, I don't have much else to report today. It was a decent day. We went to the dump. What could be better than a dump day? Mike is supposed to be watching a movie with me tonight, so hopefully he will be ready soon. I'm off for now.

Friday, September 3, 2010

Horrible night. Yikes.

It is quiet here right now, so I thought I would take this opportunity to do a post. Cody and Jamie just went outside, even though it is technically lunch time. Micah is in the house with me, bugging Cricket. We are on a weird schedule today due to a horrible night.

At around 2 a.m. Micah started crying and eventually Mike had to go check on him. I am currently unbearably sore, so I couldn't pick him up. Mike changed his diaper and put him back in his crib and then he went ballistic. I would say he was hysterical for close to an hour. It was pretty wretched, but we both knew he just wanted to hang out, and we knew we could not give in. When he finally settled, the light went on in the hallway and a door opened or closed...I don't remember. Anyway, it was Cody, who was having nightmares. Mike prayed for him and then he was off to bed again, and we tried to get back to sleep. I was having trouble with that anyway due to pain, but I was drifting off at some point when Jamie came in and said he had a tummy ache. Mike took him to the bathroom. (I feel guilty even typing this. Sounds like Mike does everything around here, eh? Well, hopefully I will feel normal again some day and I can help a little more than I am these days.) Anyway, Jamie pooped but said he still felt gross. He went back to bed and Mike came back too. Then he yelled. Dread overwhelmed me. I had a strong suspicion that he was going to throw up. It turned out he just didn't want the light off, so we left the hall light on and tried to get back to sleep again. I am not convinced I was sleeping yet when he came in our room on Mike's side of the bed (the side closest to our door) and said he had a tummy ache. I could tell by his voice he was going to throw up. We told him to go into the bathroom and get on the toilet. Then he burped. Then he puked on the floor, presumably on Mike's stuff. So, Mike took him to the bathroom where he puked a little more. He went back to bed with a pail. We found out in the morning he had puked once more in the pail. We gave him gravol after the puking experience, and I think it really worked. Well, obviously he did barf that one other time, but he didn't even come and get us or tell us about it. He told us in the morning. And he used the pail all by himself. I was impressed. Grossed out, but impressed. Turns out he did puke on his dog though. Yuck.

So, we all slept in this morning. Well, I guess Cody was up using the iPad, but I think Jamie was sleeping and Micah and Mike and I did not get up until 9:45 a.m. which is almost unheard of for us in the last five years. Anyway, I feel gross and discouraged today, but Jamie seems to be feeling well. Mike put him in underwear this morning instead of a diaper, as he had no accidents all night despite feeling sick. I am not sure I am up for a day with him out of diapers. We will see how he does, I guess. I don't know why he was sick last night. It was weird.

Now Mike is gone to work again. Did I mention his job does not start until next Tuesday? He was supposed to go in twice this week. Well, he was not supposed to, but that was his plan, to prepare for next week. Instead, he has gone every day except for Tuesday. So, I feel ripped off. I ruined all of August for our family with my stupid injuries, and now he has returned to work a whole week early, on purpose without warning me. I feel unprepared for this. I feel overwhelmed and sad.

We have the opportunity to go away together next weekend for our anniversary, but now that Jamie had this incident I don't know whether to plan a trip or not. My parents said they would come and stay with the boys, but my mom has not been feeling well either, so I don't even know whether to plan anything or not. I feel trapped here. Stuck in this place, feeling like I don't want to move because my body hurts. So, I don't know. I guess I am just sad today, and I suspect some of that is hormonal, but either way, that's how it feels.

This is kind of a negative post. Sorry about that. I am hoping by next week I will be past this thing I am going through. I better sign off for now.

Thursday, September 2, 2010

Gorgeous day.

It is a gorgeous day here today. The sun is shining and is quite hot, but there is a big wind and it is actually only 17 degrees out. (Celsius, of course.) This is my kind of day. The windows are open and the house is bright and fresh. Cody and Jamie are both outside, which is also nice, and Micah is now napping. Mike is at work again today, preparing for the school year which starts in a week. I have laundry going, but the rest of the house is not very orderly at all! If I weren't too embarrassed, I'd take a picture and post it in here. I am very sore today, so not wanting to move around a whole bunch.

Yesterday Mike took the boys to town when he got home and took them birthday shopping for me. Yes, my birthday is a week from today, and Cody greeted me this morning with a "Happy birthday, Mom". It was very sweet, even though it is not actually my birthday. I wonder whether he will be able to keep a secret all the way until next Thursday? I guess we will find out. I don't think we have any plans for that day, which is also our anniversary, but I hope it is a gorgeous day just like today.

Micah is feeling much better these last couple of days and that really brightens my mood as well. He was really fussy and upset all the time and it was very stressful. He seems to be back to his happy little self now, and walks around singing and patting his belly and grinning, dancing...you name it.

This was not a thrilling entry, but I guess I better do some cleaning seeing the boys are not in my hair at the moment. It would be an ideal time to do some more writing too, in preparation for my huge assignments that are coming up. I will clean first and see what I can get done. I'm off!

Wednesday, September 1, 2010

No more cast.

I am glad to be able to say I am no longer wearing a cast. In fact, I am sporting a very pretty, black and blue splint that is fastened with velcro and is removable and washable. Let me just say that having my cast removed was one of the most terrifying experiences in my life. I'm glad it was fast. Honestly, I don't know how he didn't cut my arm. He didn't say a word either, he just whipped around with this saw whining and my eyes bugged out at the circular blade. It did not look like it was small enough not to cut right through to my arm. Here is a random picture I found on the internet of the same type of saw, used for cutting casts off.


That might not look like much, but when it is cutting through the only layer of protection around your arm, it is terrifying. He did one cut from my hand back toward my elbow and then flipped my arm over and cut the other side from my arm all the way up to my hand. I was scared he would slip and cut my fingers off when he got there. Seriously scary. 

So, then I got to go pick up my new splint. I get to wear it full time for the first week and then gradually less after that so I can get some motion back in my wrist. Already after 24 hours, my wrist is far more sore than it was in the cast because it is nowhere near as protected or immobilized. Here is a picture of my new look.



Oh, and that is Micah with his new haircut. He loves my brace. He likes to play with the velcro.




So it is hard to tell from the pictures, but it is actually blue and black. The blue part is much bluer and nicer in person than in the photo, but I was trying to hold up an SLR camera with my left hand and take a picture, without knowing where I was aiming! 

Later, we picked up a bunch of medicine for all of us. More Tylenol and Advil for Micah, who has been unwell for several days. (He is better today and appears to be normal again.) A muscle relaxant for Mike, who "blew out" his knee on Saturday jumping on and off a pickup truck while loading straw bales. I put that in quotes, because I don't really know what that means. At any rate, he wrecked it, and it is not the first time it has happened, but we don't know for sure what happened to it this time around. So, we are a pathetic pair. 

Anyway, we also picked up some Benadryl for myself. Anyone seen the movie Hitch? You may remember the scene where he has an allergic reaction and ends up drinking Benadryl right out of the bottle with a bendy straw, and ends up quite intoxicated with it. Let's just say I had a similar reaction to the stuff, and all I took was one pill. Yikes. I was laughing uncontrollably, and tipping over when I was standing in the kitchen, and within an hour I could not stay awake anymore and I had to go to my room and sleep it off. I only slept for an hour or so, but wow. That stuff was so powerful! So now I can't take it except right before bed, which I did last night. It's for my poison ivy, by the way. I bought day time stuff and night time stuff, but apparently the day time stuff makes me crazy so I can't take it when I am the only responsible adult home, as I am today. Mike enjoyed my little episode, but I must say, it didn't feel so great. I was so lightheaded and I felt out of control. One pill. Wow. 

Not much else to report today. Micah is in bed sleeping, though I expect he will wake up any moment now as he has been down for two hours. The other two are playing nicely outside. So it is quiet in here. I really should attempt to do some dishes now. I did clean the living room and I even vacuumed. The kitchen is a mess, so I guess I will head there next. All is well with the horses for now. Here are a few pics of the three of them.


Above is their first meeting. Indy, the new kid on the block, is the one inside the round pen with his head over the fence. Maybelline is closer to us, and Sasha is in the background. Notice that Indy brought a mouthful of hay with him. I think he was flaunting it a little bit.



In this one, Indy is trotting around like a stud (he is in fact, a gelding), and you can see Sasha closest to the fence on the outside and Maybelline on the other side of her. They followed each other by the fence for the first day or so, until we let Indy in the pasture with Maybelline and we brought Sasha in to the round pen for a day.



Finally, here is a shot of Maybelline and Indy shortly after they met with no fence between them. Indy is the one on the right. He is also a bay, but has a much redder coat than our girls do. When Sasha got her turn to meet him, they also did this cute face-to-face pose, but it was pouring so I didn't have my camera outside. Indy quickly established himself as the boss, and he is very aggressive with them, so I am hesitant to get in the fence with them until they are a little more settled. He kicked one of the top rails off the round pen the first day he was with Maybelline. That rail is 5 1/2 feet high. There have been some loud squeals and lots of kicking and biting, but things are going all right now. It is funny to see three of them out there. Even funnier to me is that they are all solid brown with black points (even though Sasha is technically registered as "brown" and not "bay"), but yet one is a Quarter Horse, one is a Paint and one is an Appaloosa. Sounds like a colorful herd, but there is barely any white on any of them. 

Anyway, Micah is awake now, I think, so I really must run. Maybe I can get the dishwasher unloaded really quickly before I have to get him out of bed. Bye for now.