Got Keeley’s birthday thank you notes done. Finally, a month later. Ouch. I just never took the time. Until tonight, when at 8 pm, I was the only one awake. I write really long, expressive notes, so it takes a while.
Matthew is already ready for another baby. I kind of thought maybe waiting until potty training was done would be good. But, I am getting older. I’m already exhausted. Should we just keep going until I age out and assume that we’ll be happier with each new addition as we were with the first, no matter how tired? Wait until our house is done? Is it good to have them closer together or farther apart? Can I even handle a newborn now? Of course I can. I’ve done it before. I just didn’t have another one running around at the same time. Some people say it doubles the work, others say it makes it 200x the work.
I just remembered I have towels in the washer that need to go in the dryer. But, all the dishes are done (save a handful from dinner and Matt’s lunch), dishwasher unloaded, diapers clean, clothes clean, towels wet, but still clean, towels out for tomorrow, and husband who slumbered half the evening knows what he can take for lunch tomorrow. It’s a win/win/win around here.
The Great Cloth Diaper Hunt is over. They don’t have the winners announced yet. However, I did win one giveaway from a page on the hunt, and another weekly giveaway from a blog I read specifically because they give away diapers every Friday (see buttons on side of page). We feel pretty comfortable in going forward with cloth wipes as well, we just haven’t ordered them. We should have done it long ago. I love the few I won in another giveaway in July, but am not sure of the brand, and need to find that out!
Replaced all of Keeley’s smaller bibs with large ones from Wal-Mart, they will now cover her belly, not just her chest, so no smooshed food on front of clothing (sides don’t count!), we bought a boy pack and a girl pack, they say things like ‘wiggle’ and then have a worm underneath of them, ‘Lucky’ duck, ‘baby’ cake, etc. The only one I am leaving out is ‘stud’ muffin. I think that will be sent to someone with a boy baby. The rest were okay. Her baby washcloths for eating are now going to be replaced with a cheap jumbo pack of white washcloths from Wal-Mart. Yes, white, I know, but at least we know whose are whose then, and they’ll do the job without having to be rinsed repeatedly for one toast-with-jam session. Jam session, ha! She is getting ‘real’ towels and washcloths for Christmas to replace the hooded towels that are rapidly shrinking!
Everything seems to be moving forward, slowly, but forward.
We’re doing a lot of games and toys and such for our nieces and nephews Christmas, that will be fun to see them open, they’re in age range now from 9-14, we stop presents at 18, so the oldest will not get anything from the aunts and uncles, but he won’t have to buy anything, either. Odd, but it seems to work I guess.
I wish I wasn’t so tired. I picked up Keeley and danced with her and felt that peculiar tightening again in my belly. I’m pretty sure I have another hernia. I felt that too many times not to realize it. What am I supposed to do, though? I don’t think I could take another surgery, more pain, more time with Keeley not knowing why mommy won’t pick her up. Maybe when she’s walking and weaned it won’t be so bad, and maybe it’s just sore muscles, but.. what can I say? I’m still not feeling 100% after the last surgery.