Temperatures continue to be cooler than normal. It pours down rain for days. Mud everywhere. I could do with a bit more warmth, honestly. I’m tired of the heat running and drying everything out. Flowers are coming up but no blooms yet. The grass is finally green. Matt mowed over the weekend so with the rain it’s really finally turning honestly green. The kids are loving being outside though. I found a ‘shoe size’ marker in the mud in the hallway indicating that Keeley was the culprit of mud leavings..kind of funny. Sweeping 10x a weekend isn’t funny. But..there are QUIET moments that make it worthwhile!
I’ve completely fallen off the 40 bags in 40 days bandwagon. I have most of the diapers sorted. I did some toilet cleaning and mopping, although those didn’t require bags, they had not been done in a long time. I also cleaned the hair out of our shower drain. I’ll be doing that one or two times a month for the foreseeable future. Post-partum hair loss sucks. It itches your head and your back and neck, and when you’re in the shower you lose a bunch and it slides down your legs.. ugh. I swear I’m in the shower 5 minutes longer just trying to get the excess hair off of me. Readjusting my ponytail means a handful at a time…
Laundry stacks up, and then gets done and not folded.. at least the diapers are getting washed, so there is that. My dryer ate a snap off of a diaper. Talk about mad. Not enough to get a new dryer, though, since it still works, so I’m hanging the snap diapers to dry. I have plenty so it’s no big deal, just extra laundry hanging around and more time taken up with ‘stuff’…and a need for snap pliers and snaps. I have 4 broken ones now.
I have done nothing for me in ages. I really want to get a haircut and highlights and my eyebrows done for once. It’s an expense, and I’ve only had highlights once before.. 7 years ago. I used to have my brows done every other month or so and it also hasn’t been done for almost 7 years. It’s about time. I guess you could count going to the doctor as ‘for me’ because the steroid shot in my arm helped a lot. It doesn’t hurt unless I abuse it, so I can type now and wipe my own tush, and fasten my bra which is a great improvement! Woohoo! Sad, right?
I’m still avoiding candy..so I guess there is that. Prayers are going up whenever I think of specific ones. I wish I had written out specific things to pray about daily, that would have helped.. maybe next year.
However we are (mostly me) reading a book to the kids a chapter at a time, during lunch or dinner or before bed. I started a parenting type of book and like some of the ideas in it. Unfortunately if both parents don’t follow the same thing, then it doesn’t help much. Plus after a day or two, whatever I read is gone, so I need to re-read. I NEVER read parenting books, but I feel like I have 2 more kids coming that will be going through the ‘freaking’ 3’s and 4’s and 5’s… that are so awful so maybe an extra tool in my arsenal will make me feel like less of a tool. I’m not sure if it’s the groundwork I’ve been laying all along, or a talking to from daddy or me or the new parenting tricks from the book or what have you but Keeley’s been better behaved for a little while. Sometimes she slips back and it feels like betrayal. Is that awful? I have come to depend on her doing the right thing and helping me out.. you know so I can go use the bathroom without worrying that someone is going to get hurt…
I don’t know if it’s something I’m doing or if the pen I used to fill out the school paperwork was extra-germy or what but I’ve felt kind of gross since Friday. I had no energy the whole day, went to bed at 8 pm, slugged through Saturday with stomach troubles, made it through church and vehicle issues (got a new battery covered by warranty, which is good $$$) on Sunday with Matt not feeling well, and still kind of dragging yesterday. Still having stomach issues.
Casey rolled over fully dressed right before bedtime Sunday (6th) from back to belly but she still won’t turn her head to the side and just lays there and screams and doesn’t roll back over, either, so we’ve been putting her to sleep in her swing again. Better safe than sorry. She’ll figure it out soon enough…and she LIKES being on her belly or rolling over or both so she does it pretty much immediately now.. sheesh. So I have to keep a close eye on her.
Brennan is accepting that she is 2 and needs to cry over everything. It’s way more funny with her because she cries over ridiculous things and then gets over it very quickly. She’s not one to hold a grudge. Quick somebody knock wood! Whew.
Matt’s been working overtime, and they want him to align his hours to fit more with everyone else in his group. Which means less time with dad in the afternoons. That’s about it. He might get to sleep a bit later but that doesn’t really do me any good. No complaints really just.. how it is..
So that’s life. A bit of this, a bit of that… topped with lots of chilly weather and rain.
You’re not the only one to fall off the 40 bags bandwagon. Sometimes, something more important comes along.
I am still going to work on decluttering, but a friend of mine, who is depressed much of the time suddenly had to have all her floors replaced (the landlord is selling her complex and hers were the only ones not done). She and her daughter got rid of a lot of stuff, though there’s still a lot left. My family went over to help her move stuff out and into a Pod for the week. I suggested to her that perhaps we should paint her apartment while things are out of the way (it hasn’t been painted in at least 15 years). I had leftover paint at my house and so I went to it. Those thirsty walls drank in the paint and asked for more – but the resulting paint job is just wonderful! Very cheery. She says her spirits are lifted every time she comes home – which was kind of the point. As I said, much more important than sticking to the 40 bag schedule.
Your kids and your health are more important than 40 bags. Just keep on keeping on and even if you finish after Lent, you know what you want to accomplish.