Oh what a night!

Guess I better get used to long nights. Here is a little how last night went:

9:30 pm- get into bed.

10:30 pm- waken up by Zach asking me questions that must have been too pressing to wait until morning. Might as well get up and pee.

12:00 am- time to pee again, and need a bottle of water.

1:30 am- zach gets up to pee, so naturally that wakes me up and I must go too. No, I only drank a sip of that water.

2:00 am. Must have just drifted back to sleep. Logan has pinned me to the bed and I can't really move. Afraid of getting a cramp, so I kick him out of the room. Might as well pee.

4:00 am- Hear laughter coming from the boys room. They are watching the special features of a movie (Beverly Hills Chihuahua 2) and wide awake. Well, Riley is wide awake. Dec is watching but looks downright miserable and has his hands clamped over ears. Mini freakout by me. Followed by.... a pee break.

4:30 am- Still laying awake from the last wakeup. Hear the terrible dive bomb sound of a stinkbug.

4:45 am- Still looking for the stinkbug, Zach is now up too looking with me. We can't find him.

5:00 am- Since I am starting at the clock, I see the stinkbug crawl across the face of the digital time. I remove and flush him, stopping of course to pee.

6:30 am- laying awake still, head is hurting and trying desperately to fall back asleep. zach is making funny noises. I think I hear the boys stirring, too.

7:30 am- Wake up, although I don't remember falling back asleep. Logan is whining outside of the door and wants to go out to pee I think. I certainly can understand having to pee, so I get up, stopping to take care of my own needs first and let him out. Try to sneak back to my bed but the boys pop out of their room riproaring to go.

7:45 am- Taking breakfast orders and coming to terms with the fact that nighttime is officially over.

8:15 am- Bitching about it in a blog.

Hubby is nesting

I think my hubby is nesting now! I took the bouncer out of the package and acted like I was going to assemble it myself... which worked like a charm. He put it together, and then went out and installed the carseat as well, picked up the family room of all the toy disaster and vacuumed it AND the living room. Who is this guy? I like it! :)

Obviously, I have nothing else to mention or I would have. But it is still nice when the hubby steps up without being asked. This after the wonderful day he gave me yesterday where he let me take a nap and even helped Riley with his homework while I did so- just a nice break.

Head is still kiling me...makes me just about worthless, that's how bad it hurts.

Every inch of me is bruised...

Sometimes I really hate being right all of the time. When I keep telling the boys to stop the game they are playing (some weird mix of wrestling and tag) and nobody is listening (all the while I am online looking up different books about behavioral problems bordering on ADHD to help Riley with paying attention and keep him out of trouble) and 30 seconds later there is a terrible crash followed by terrible crying...I must venture to say, it isn't easy being right all of the time. Poor Dec has a huge welt in the middle of his forehead from the shelf his little skull bounced off of when Riley pushed him down.

Moments like these, I can't believe there will be a third boy running around that I am in charge of keeping out of harm's way.

Knock on wood!

It seems like all my FB buddies are sick, or someone in their family is pretty sick. We all (knock on wood) are healthy as horses here, except of course for broken bones and my everlasting headache.

Accomplished a lot around the house this morning, even with Ry being home from school for President's Day and Zach away for a few hours getting fitted for a new contraption for his fingers/hand. It is some type of machine that attaches to his hand and keeps his hand always moving and stretching so the tendons don't get stuck in scar tissue again. (That's why he needed the second surgery) Now I just have to fold the laundry when the last of it is through the dryer and after that I plan on doing nothing besides feeding and watering the fam and myself. Although, I might make lemon bars.

Have decided to officially stop stressing over something I can't control and just let nature take over and guide Archer. I still can't wait to meet him but constantly trying different ways to stir things up is exhausting me and I really just want to enjoy the peace and quiet for a few more days.

For family day this week we had two seperate days of fun. Yesterday was "Cousin" Day. We used to live right next door to their cousins and since they only get to spend every other weekend with my brother now due to some degenerative decisions made by their mom, cousin events are very exciting. We finally decided on seeing Gnomeo and Juliet, which was super cute. After the movie was over, we went over to visit their great grandmother who lives just a few blocks from the theater where we had gone to see the movie. She wasn't expecting us, but seemed pretty excited to welcome the wild bunch in...ordered some yummy pizza and played for a few hours there before heading home and heading straight to bed.

Today was day two of fun, just our little family. We went bowling, and this was Declan's first time bowling, Riley's second (he went to a birthday party a week ago where there was bowling), Zach's first time bowling left handed and my first time bowling in about 8 years and 9 months pregnant! We must have been quite a sight! Everybody had fun, even Zach who came in dead last.

I felt a few twinges but of course nothing continued. I can't even bowl my baby out of me. He's in there until he decides it is time to come out and join us.

Listening to the freight train wind!

The wind made for a very snuggly night but now that I am awake and making plans for the day, I'm not so much a fan. It would be wonderful if we could have some of the weather we had over the past few days on a Saturday and actually enjoy the whole day as a family while poor Ry isn't stuck at school!

The boys are in great moods this morning, both ate healthy breakfast choices (well yogurt and cereal, and oranges and cereal is better than the poptarts they have been asking for lately!) and my headache is hiding out for the moment. We picked up the van last night, so I feel 100% ready for Archer now although I am only dilated one centimeter at this point. I took forever to dilate with Ry and Dec so to me this is no progress, pretty disappointing. I have another doctor appointment on my due date, and an induction scheduled for March 1st if he doesn't make his own appearance before then.

Think I'm going to grab a shower while the boys are so content snuggling with their grandma watching mickey mouse clubhouse.

Somehow I am still alive and haven't passed out from these constant headaches. They really are the most debilitating ones I have ever experienced. Who knows if they would still be around if I could actually take something stronger than Tylenol? The doctor didn't seem concerned about them, but I plan to mention it again when I go there today. (Although I was really hoping I wouldn't be able to keep this appointment!) Woke up just about every hour last night to pee or because I needed to switch sides which I can't do without being very careful about it or my entire pelvic girdle pops and cracks, which is pretty painful. Everytime I woke up, it took awhile to fall back asleep with my head pounding. So not only does my head hurt, I'm cranky and tired.

I find I have little to no patience lately. All Declan wants to do during the time of day he is allowed to play Wii is play Mario Galaxy 2, which obviously is too challenging for him. He is really good at some other games but is obsessed with Mario and the gang so him playing Mario consists of me playing it while he dictates where I go and which levels I do. The most annoying part of all is he has favorite galaxies and we have to do some of them over and over even though we don't get anything for doing them anymore, since they are technically complete. I am not a videogame person, at all.

So that is my griping for the day. The good news is that it is gorgeously warm outside and Friday. As much as I want this baby to be born, I could actually use some weekend without him where I can hopefully sleep past 6:30.