Plot Holes

This was one of those very long very exhausting days, but the kind where you get all your stuff done and the kids are halfway cooperative and you don't care THAT much that your husband met friends for drinks after work. I exercised, I made dinner, I folded every clean piece of laundry in the house. When Molly woke up from her nap diaper-less and standing in a pack 'n play amidst the products the diaper is supposed to contain (I swear, my girl baby is a thousand percent more gross than my boy baby ever was/is) I simply yanked her out and stashed her in the bathtub, cheerfully wadding up the bedding and stuffing it in the wash machine. Me = Epitome Of Loving Doting Mother. 

But I am still tired. And Phillip is home now and HE is in charge of the "Wan' play Play-Doh Daddy? Wan' play Play-Doh?" THANK GOD.

I was thinking that sometimes I write something, by which I mean I moan and gripe and sob, and then I never mention it again. Or, once the something ceases to be something to moan/gripe/sob about, I stop talking about it. I have a handful of things in mind: 

Sleep. Molly, for whatever reason, is now waking up at six. I know the difference between 5:30 and 6 doesn't seem like a lot, but IT IS. Maybe it's because Phillip's alarm goes off at six and we have to wake up anyway, but I am a lot less stabby in the sleep department this week. SOMETIMES she even sleeps till 6:30! I think she is teething and she has stopped eating anything requiring more than a single chew, but the sleep is going relatively well. She's even taking extra long afternoon naps - Jack is now waking up before she does, which is awesome because Molly's insufferable until Jack wakes up to entertain her. (Which: HUH? Because all they do is FIGHT FIGHT FIGHT!)

My car door. Did I tell you I busted the car door? Backing up with the car door open, sideways-ish, into the inside of our garage? One of my more brilliant moves. It is not fixed. Our dads keep asking us when we're going to get it fixed and for now the answer is: when there's nothing else we want to spend our money on. 

The Catholic blog. I am writing in it! One day I might even write something good!

Potty training. WHATEVER. The kid manages to stay dry most days for most or all of the day. As long as I am on his case every half hour, reminding him of the potty's existence, he's good to go. His ATTITUDE is not as charming as it once was, however, as we are now dealing with "NAAAOOOOOOO!" (is my kid the only one who has figured out how to turn "No" into eighteen syllables?) whenever we suggest he should use the potty. So. WHATEVER. 

The Blathering. We have picked a date! And a location! And as soon as I have hired all the website hamsters I will alert you to the details!

Whether or not we will sell our house this year. We talked. And talked and talked and talked. (And did not argue! Bonus points!) My biggest issue is wanting more space sooner rather than later. Phillip's biggest issue, which I did not know until we talked and talked and talked, is the ability to wait for the perfect house when we're ready to buy. If we're renting, waiting for the right house is MUCH easier. So the two big questions for the realtor are: 1) does she think we could at least break even on our house if we sell this summer? and 2) what kind of rental houses are in our price range? If the answer to either of these questions is unacceptable, we'll wait. But if we feel comfortable... I think we're going to do it. Look for this blog to grow exponentially more neurotic later this year. 

A replacement Christmas party. Yes, I know this was a Very Important Detail for you. Well, rest assured that we have picked a date, picked a theme and have commenced obsessing over invitations and decorations. Phillip is REALLY EXCITED, let me tell you.

Uhhhh, I never know what you people want to know. I mean, not that you want to KNOW stuff; not like you're sitting there on TENTERHOOKS or anything. Ugh. Shutting up now. Hello my television!

Comments

[Elizabeth]

I can't believe you haven't punched me in the face for complaining about having to wake up at 7:15 instead of 9. That is all.

[DeeAnne the LitTwit]

Re: Backing out of garage with car door open- Been there, done that, never got it fixed, car was later rear-ended and totaled, so hey, no big deal. (The car was an '83 anyway!)

[Elsha]

I'm so with you on the sleeping. 6 am is SO much better than 5:30. Although I find the for me the biggest thing is being awake before the Kalena, whatever time that may be. These days I get up at 5:15/5:30 ish so I can do baby stuff before the toddler is awake. But that means I'm okay if she's up at 5:45 because I've already brushed my teeth and put some clothes (alright, clean pajamas) on, and I'm ready for the day.

[Jess]

I think the selling the house and renting thing makes SO MUCH SENSE. It was so easy for us to buy our house because all we had to do was pay an early lease break fee of one month's rent, which we knew about when we signed the lease. SO SIMPLE.

[kris]

We are right with you guys on the potty training. Although we are 'trying' about every 20 minutes, and almost every time I get the 18 syllable NOOOOOO. tiring. frustrating. However, it is nice that she seems to be startin to 'get it' and we aren't going through so many diapers now. Wonder how many months of this to go??