Ok it is five thirteen and counting. My wee ones are in bed all tucked in for a very late afternoon nap. I am shocked how well they are sleeping. Tonight will be a long night. We were going to vacation in Yellowstone with my Band’s family but my Mother-in-Law went for a Liver biopsy that went bad. She is not doing so good. They seem to have nicked something on the second entry as they didn’t take enough tissue on the first try. No Bueno.
My inlaws are intown trying to help my Father-inlaw cope and get ready to put the house on the market to sell. I have always been so impressed how my Band’s family pulls together and helps out in times of crisis.
My Band and the rest of the crew are busy moving stuff, painting, flooring, and having an "extreme makeover moment". Thus the music tension releases have been really useful. I am still sitting infrount of the worst design of all time wallpaper. I just have a hard time getting the start button going for the project. I need an easy button for this one, and I know it doesn’t exist. Wallpaper on Drywall= suck out motivation to start project.
My children have been doing some cute things lately. Their uncle has come over and Thing 1 calls him
So now he calls out for Uncle when Mommy and Daddy want to put him to bed.
The little town we live in I swear just may combust as we are to have 110 degrees visit us in all their scorching glory. I don’t want to even move. Our air conditioner has been trying to survive as my Thing 1 loads it with small pebbles he has found in the back yard. He no doubt loves the curplunk sound as the fan hits these small yet destructive new toys.
Having two kids has been an ajustment. I think I have been doing pretty well these last couple of months. The diaper changes for both children are getting farther and farther apart so we can go out for longer trips. Just as I adjust to two my excitement for new furniture, new place, new everything blinds the area of "the third". Yeah I am Satan on wheels when I am taking any sort of hormone based B*C*. So we have depended on the LEAST effective method. It has worked wonders for us THUS FAR. I am not sure I can handle "the THIRD" coming to visit our house. I would have to change my blog code names for the children. In the story there was no Thing 3. Just a fish. ……Hmmmmmm I am thinking she/he may be offended when it finds out it has been called "the fish".
I have this well built in Phobia of having more kids before we were ready. Esp. with our choice of B*C*. Every month I run myself to the drug store and pick me up a tester. This month has been no exception. Only this month I firmly believe that "the third" is on the way. NO Bueno. It isn’t like we don’t have the room, or the stuff to have a nother bundle I am just not mentally ready yet. I keep telling myself
"It is all in your head. Every month for the last 15 months you have been thinking your are Pregnant."
"You totally aren’t expecting"
"There is only a 1 in Four chance of having a baby if you have sex while ovulating anyways."
These small pep talks are helpful until the first week of July when I am expecting my period. If it comes great if it doesn’t therapy sessions here I come!! Life with out persciption meds is a lonely life. Thank goodness for professionals that are there to help you along!!
So the vacation will be spent here in good old Small town USA. I think there is some river time for this family!! Some how we need to all be in a large cool body of water.