Girlymama

So for the last three nights, Big Sister has decided that she had an overwhelming urge to cry every time she woke up.
Thursday night, this was about 4 times. Annoying, but survivable.
Friday night, I made a deal with Husband – I’ll get up with the kids at night if you get up with them in the morning. (“Wah-ha-ha! They (usually) only get up once or twice. I’m totally getting the better end of the deal!”) Wrong. She was up once an hour until around 2, then she slept until 6am when she crawled into our bed and coughed, sniffed or moved every 3.4 seconds.
Saturday night, we had a l-ooooo-n-g talk before bed. She’s a big girl now, you know, so she shouldn’t be waking Mama and Daddy up at night. She is so brave. And she has her stuffed doggie. And God! God is with her, so she needn’t be afraid. We were hopeful as we went to bed at 11. She had cried around 9:30 (grrrr), inturrupting our movie, but Husband insisted that she was simply afraid for a dream and we should be sensitive. (“Easy for you to say, Buddy, who’s had two full nights of sleep.”)
She woke up at 11:30 (“Mommy’s here. What’s wrong, Baby?”, 1:00 (“What is it, Love?”), 2:30 (“What now?), 3:30 (“What?”), 4:30 (“What is wrong? Why are you crying now? Go to sleep and stop waking me up!!!!“) and 5:30.  At 5:30, she finally was calling for Daddy, probably fearing for her life if I went down there.
And, of course, this morning she woke up (at 6:15) and tired and cranky (“Well, if you’re tired its your own fault! Mommy’s tired too because somebody kept waking her up.”). And she wouldn’t eat her breakfast and kept crying. Ta-da! You guessed it – she’s sick.  So now I feel all guilty for being so angry at her not sleeping.

I’m sure that no other moms out there have ever done something like that.

You think I am exaggerating? Oh no.

Today I was picking up Big Sister from a birthday party and I was driving my Husband’s Jetta. That’s always fun, since its a fun non-mommymobile. Plus its a stick, so compared to the minivan, I feel like I’m driving a race car!
Anyway, I was buckling Sis into her booster in the back seat when I heard a creaking noise. The only thing I could think of it being was the parking brake. What else was being used while the car was in park? So I told Big Sis to hurry up since the creaking was making me nervous. Then, just as I got her buckled in the car started moving!! It was rolling backwards down the driveway with my child in it!
So I slammed her door shut, opened my door, jumped in the car and slammed on the brake. Thank goodness the car was not on a steep hill and that I was on the driver’s side of the car.  Seriously. This is too much excitement for me. Supermom needs a drink.

*when my kids pick me over anyone else. (Except from midnight-6am. Then its no longer sweet. Or appreciated.)

*designing and making something from scratch, having it work and totally loving it.

*when my husband comes home from work on Friday, sitting down for dinner and knowing we have the weekend together.

*when the ironing is done. (its not.)

*getting out of the house and having a few hours to myself to do something fun. And splurging on my favorite Starbucks treat while I’m at it. I am so doing this today.

*when my friend asks me to be her date to a fancy party here when her husband is out of town. Fun!

I’m nominated for “Mom of the Week” at Crazy/Hip Blog Mamas.  Go vote for me.

And if there was ever a week that I was a stellar parent, it was definitely this one. Definitely.

My new blogbuddy, kim , tagged me, so here you go! 

Aprons- Y/N? You bet! I’m a klutz!
Baking- Favorite thing to bake? Just one thing? Really? Okay. Cookiecupcakespiecheesecake. dipped in chocolate.
Clothesline- Y/N? No. I used to have one at our old house that I used a few times when the dryer broke.
Donuts- Ever made them? No. Not a huge fan.
Everyday- One homemaking thing you do everyday? Again, one thing? Who wrote this? Dishes, cooking, changing diapers….
Freezer- Do you have a separate deep freezer? I wish….
Garbage Disposal- Y/N? Yes. Finally. I love it – especially in the summer.
Handbook- Y/N? As in for our house? I actually have one, with all our house information, my grocery lists, FlyLady cleaning lists, etc. I’m an organizing geek.
Ironing- Love it or hate it? Hate it. Hate it. Hate it. I only iron when my husband warns me that he is wearing his very last shirt.
Junk Drawer- Where is it? I actually only have 3 drawers in the kitchen, so I have a junk cabinet.
Kitchen- Design and decorating? It was renovated when we moved in (old cabinets with new countertops and floor.) I dream of a gourmet kitchen. With a big stove and two ovens.
Love- What is your favorite part of homemaking? Taking care of my family. Being here to spend time with my kids.
Mop- Y/N? Kind-of. I actually hate mops. I think they’re dirty. So I use a sponge and a bucket. (I clearly have a small kitchen…)
Nylons- Wash them by hand or in the washer? I usually ruin them before they get dirty.
Oven- Do you use the window or open it to check? Both.
Pizza- What do you put on yours? Cheese for the kids. Everything and anything left in the fridge for the grown-ups.
Quiet- What do you do during the day when you get a quiet moment? Blog, read, zone out
Recipe card box- Y/N? No. I have a recipe notebook, where I store all the recipes I’ve torn out of magazines or printed off the Internet.
Style of house– Split level. 4br, 3ba. Sounds bigger than it is. Its cute.
Tablecloths and napkins- Y/N? Usually just napkins. But judging by the beating my pine table has been taking with the kiddos, I think I may need to invest in some tablecloths soon.
Under the kitchen sink– Garbage can, dishwasher detergent, all my ziplock bags, foil, saran wrap, etc.
Vacuum- How many times a week? 3, depending on what we had for dinner (like rice. Ick.) or if I’ve been sewing (thousands of tiny threads everywhere).
Wash- How many loads do you do a week? 4 or 5? I lose count.
X’s- Do you keep a list of things to do and cross them off? Yes. I love lists. And I love checking things off.
Yard- Who does what? Husband mows. I do flower beds.
ZZZ’s- What is your last homemaking task for the day? picking up the kitchen. I hate coming down in teh morning to a dirty kitchen.

I’m tagging DCRmom, who loves any and all memes! And anyone else who wants to do it – even if you’re not technically a ‘homemaker’ you can still participate. Leave me a note, so I can read your answers.

You guys! Thanks for the get well wishes and especially for the e-mails offering to baby-sit so I could nap. You guys are the best.

We are all feeling better today. Big Sis went to school today (filled with eye drops and Triaminic), Husband is off at work and Little Sis (filled with Triaminic, albuterol and amoxicillin) and I (full of DayQuil) are holding down the fort. We’re all tired and would probably fail a random drug test, but we’re feeling sooo much better.

In the mean time, check out the diaper bag I made before crashing the other day. I love it. I don’t think I can sell it.

Husband’s trip was canceled. Cause at about 4:30 yesterday, I hit the wall. I realized I was sick. Fever, chills, achy sick. And I had two sick kids. And a husband going away for two days. And a driveway to shovel.  Of course, I didn’t want him to go. I was trying to be really supportive, since this was a big trip for him that he really needed to take. (“We’ll be fine! Its almost bedtime. Just have a good trip!”) I was laying on the couch watching my favorite Food Network show (having bribed my kids that if they went and played in their rooms while Mommy lay on the couch covered in quilts for 30 minutes, I would make pizza for dinner) and the phone rang. Husband telling me his flights were canceled and he was coming home. I burst into tears.

Miracles happen every day, people.

So Husband took a sick day today. He has been taking care of the kiddies, going to the grocery store and generally just leaving me to be sick. Good thing since I have slept for 19 of the last 24 hours. (And I cannot believe that after sleeping that much I still feel like crap.)  I am starting to feel better. I may even take a shower. I feel that good.

Well, Little Sis is feeling better. She still occasionally tries to hack up a lung, but in general, she is doing pretty good. She slept all night last night, which was wonderful after a series of midnight shower parties. Now Big Sis has a nasty cold. And pink eye in both eyes. Husband and I both have sore throats and headaches. We are just swimming in germs this week, apparently. Don’t you want to come over?

Its a snow day, since there’s snow and freezing rain and people in Philly have no clue how to drive when the weather is even slightly messy.  I’m really glad, since otherwise Big Sis would have had to miss her school’s Valentines Day party. Now its happening on Friday so she should be able to go if she’ll stop fuh-reaking out long enough for me to get the pink-eye medicine actually in her eyes instead of everywhere else.

Husband just left for work, after shoveling in the freezing rain for two hours, and from there he’s supposed to fly to Kansas City for two days, but we’re not sure about that. If his flights get canceled, he may end up rescheduling. Now that would be a g-r-e-a-t Valentines Day gift!

And, to sign off, here’s what we have been doing this morning: playing restaurant. Yes, they’re still in their pajamas. So what?

table for two
 may we take your order?

Little Sis is so sick.  She’s crying because she is coughing so hard that it hurts her. Then she can’t catch her breath and she gets scared and cries harder, but that just makes her cough more………  She is just this burning up little snot ball and all she wants to do is cuddle. Which I normally do not mind, but she want to be cuddled all. the. time. Like when I’m trying to make dinner. Or pee. Or trying to sleep. But I can’t turn her down. Even when I’m annoyed because I just need two minutes to get this done, I look down into those big brown eyes filled with tears, with shadows underneath because she was up all night too, and that snotty nose and I just have to cuddle her because maybe that will make her feel a little but better. I hate when my kids are really sick. Torture. 

On the bright side, I went to get her perscriptions after hitting the doctor’s office and was bracing myself. The last time she had this the co-pays were around $50. (Yes, with insurance. Good insurance, I might add.) But when I went to pay, the pharmacist said, “Your insurance is running a special for the first 3 months of the year. You don’t have a co-pay on generic drugs.” So I paid nothing – nothing!  I told my kids that if they were going to get sick this year, to please do so before April 1.

Little Sis was up at 2am with croup. I’m exhausted. We went to the doctor this morning and she actually has croup and an ear infection. Fun stuff!

Off to nap now that the kiddies are asleep.