"THEN"--This is our project from Summit Street in May 2004. Our foundations had just been poured and tarred and our streets weren't even in yet!
Sunday, September 12, 2004
Much Better
I had a great night's sleep on Friday night! Rich took the girls to his mom's at 7:30am while he went to work on the house and I slept in until 10! Then I did some house work and went to work on the house from 1-4pm and then collected my girls and stuff and made dinner for the missionaries. We had yummy tacos and watched a 9-11 show on CNN then we all hit the sack before 9pm! Tired folks we are.
So I've got 2 decent nights of sleep under my belt and I am feeling much better. Addie is still pretty much potty trained, but she and Heidi are both still waking up several times at night from coughing. Pobrecitas. I am looking forward to getting back into my normal routine juggling housework, exercise, childcare/playtime, creative projects and meals with some semblance of success.
I am posting some "then and now" pictures of our house project. It's looking really nice now that the garage is going up and the roof line looks more normal. It's raining right now and we are hoping to get a break in the forecast to finish the tar paper and protect our house and roof from more water. Last week we bought some materials to put up the basement walls, so maybe if it's rainy we can head downstairs. I swept most of the basement yesterday and came out feeling like I had black lung and some kind of mud-spa treatment. That super-fine dust down there made a nice putty with my sweat! Yuck.
So all is well with us. The days keep rollin' along and I'm keeping the family alive.
I had a great night's sleep on Friday night! Rich took the girls to his mom's at 7:30am while he went to work on the house and I slept in until 10! Then I did some house work and went to work on the house from 1-4pm and then collected my girls and stuff and made dinner for the missionaries. We had yummy tacos and watched a 9-11 show on CNN then we all hit the sack before 9pm! Tired folks we are.
So I've got 2 decent nights of sleep under my belt and I am feeling much better. Addie is still pretty much potty trained, but she and Heidi are both still waking up several times at night from coughing. Pobrecitas. I am looking forward to getting back into my normal routine juggling housework, exercise, childcare/playtime, creative projects and meals with some semblance of success.
I am posting some "then and now" pictures of our house project. It's looking really nice now that the garage is going up and the roof line looks more normal. It's raining right now and we are hoping to get a break in the forecast to finish the tar paper and protect our house and roof from more water. Last week we bought some materials to put up the basement walls, so maybe if it's rainy we can head downstairs. I swept most of the basement yesterday and came out feeling like I had black lung and some kind of mud-spa treatment. That super-fine dust down there made a nice putty with my sweat! Yuck.
So all is well with us. The days keep rollin' along and I'm keeping the family alive.
Friday, September 10, 2004
On The Edge
It's amazing exactly how far away I can get from being the person I planned to be/should be/can be/want to be on a given day. Nothing I did today turned out well at all. Most things were downright horrible. And so were my reactions. Wait--I take that back. Vacuuming under and all around the couch, loveseat and chair cushions went well. They are very clean and the vacuuming was uneventful, and I found 84 cents in the process.
I am tired so I won't even begin to list all the terrible two-year-old things Addie did today (aside: she always packs her naughtiness into one horrible day every other month or so, and the rest of the time she is a generally sweet little girl). But here's ONE: I woke up to her standing next to my bed saying, "Mommy, I need a bath. Mo-o-o-m, wake up! I need a bath"--covered from hair to toes in Desitin!! And that was just the 8 o'clock hour.
Suffice it to say that I spent the 3 o'clock hour in tears, with Addie crying in her bedroom and Heidi crying on my lap. Three tired and yucky-feeling drama queens under one roof...not so pretty. Potty training has gone slightly awry and I think I lost my marbles as I rinsed out a third pair of panties and Addie refused to nap. In my current state of long-term sleep deprivation, that is the worst thing that could have happened today. After my twenthy-somethingth night of less than 5 hours of sleep and no naps, my eyes refuse to focus, I have a constant cough, I tried to put my bra on outside of my shirt and I left Addie in the tub for a half hour...all I need is a nap.
Well, now it's 11:oopm and here I still am. I am taking a Unisom and sleeping through the night if it kills me (the girls haven't been sleeping well since mid-August because they have bad coughs and congestion from either allergies or a very persistent colds, therefore I haven't been sleeping well either). I have to wake up with some energy and health so I can keep up. I have to be a better mom and wife and have patience AND good sense to spare. Right now the well is dry and it's times like these that I miss my close girlfriends and I wish my mom were close by (one's in-laws never seem to understand such exhaustion, such end-of-my-rope-ness). Shucks.
Exhausted and isolated and freaking out. I'm off to meditate and medicate til it all goes away...more (and BETTER) tomorrow...
It's amazing exactly how far away I can get from being the person I planned to be/should be/can be/want to be on a given day. Nothing I did today turned out well at all. Most things were downright horrible. And so were my reactions. Wait--I take that back. Vacuuming under and all around the couch, loveseat and chair cushions went well. They are very clean and the vacuuming was uneventful, and I found 84 cents in the process.
I am tired so I won't even begin to list all the terrible two-year-old things Addie did today (aside: she always packs her naughtiness into one horrible day every other month or so, and the rest of the time she is a generally sweet little girl). But here's ONE: I woke up to her standing next to my bed saying, "Mommy, I need a bath. Mo-o-o-m, wake up! I need a bath"--covered from hair to toes in Desitin!! And that was just the 8 o'clock hour.
Suffice it to say that I spent the 3 o'clock hour in tears, with Addie crying in her bedroom and Heidi crying on my lap. Three tired and yucky-feeling drama queens under one roof...not so pretty. Potty training has gone slightly awry and I think I lost my marbles as I rinsed out a third pair of panties and Addie refused to nap. In my current state of long-term sleep deprivation, that is the worst thing that could have happened today. After my twenthy-somethingth night of less than 5 hours of sleep and no naps, my eyes refuse to focus, I have a constant cough, I tried to put my bra on outside of my shirt and I left Addie in the tub for a half hour...all I need is a nap.
Well, now it's 11:oopm and here I still am. I am taking a Unisom and sleeping through the night if it kills me (the girls haven't been sleeping well since mid-August because they have bad coughs and congestion from either allergies or a very persistent colds, therefore I haven't been sleeping well either). I have to wake up with some energy and health so I can keep up. I have to be a better mom and wife and have patience AND good sense to spare. Right now the well is dry and it's times like these that I miss my close girlfriends and I wish my mom were close by (one's in-laws never seem to understand such exhaustion, such end-of-my-rope-ness). Shucks.
Exhausted and isolated and freaking out. I'm off to meditate and medicate til it all goes away...more (and BETTER) tomorrow...
Thursday, September 09, 2004
Panties and Pops: We have been trying to potty train Adeline for 15 months on and off. She almost got it before Heidi was born but then she went on a total anti-potty jag for the past 6 months. Well, yesterday morning I got up and she was sitting on the potty. She said, "Hi Mom. I need some panties." And she's been pretty successful ever since. She gets an Otter pop (which we just bought Tuesday) after she potties successfully--maybe that was the secret all along!
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