Behind on life
I'm dreadfully behind on so many things. I have pictures on my camera from before Christmas. I've learned that time doesn't care if you're not ready for it to go by, it just does it. This rings especially true when you have children.
The kids are finally feeling better. There's an occasional cough here, and a runny nose there, but the fevers are gone, the crappy breathing is gone and my kids are my kids once again. I wonder if the sick is as sick of us as we are of it. It can stay away as far as I am concerned, I will not miss it.
A few updates on the kids:
Jack has turned into a brat. There, I've said it. Still such a charmer, and a super sweet boy who loves to help and who loves to be loved. However, if he doesn't get his way? Watch out. He's taking a liking to whining and making weird whiny noises. I can't stand it. I'm going to start a chore chart for him, get some structure into his routine. Maybe it will help.
Emma has a new routine. It's called wake up before everyone and wake Mommy up and talk and talk and talk and talk. I don't even know what the kid is saying half the time, partially because I'm still asleep when it's happening, and partially because Emma has her own dialect. She is super lovey-dovey, too.
Sara is still incredibly chill. She went through a period of 5 days or so last month, while on her steroids, that she was demon spawn. She hasn't been like that since she was first born and sick with reflux. She's back now, and smiling, and sitting, and trying to crawl. I loves her. I love her a lot.
I love them all, and sometimes I feel like I don't say it enough. However, judging from the amount of times Jack and Emma tell me the love me, maybe I do say it enough. Nah. I'll say it more from now on.
This was a random post. Just trying to keep this thing up to date.
The kids are finally feeling better. There's an occasional cough here, and a runny nose there, but the fevers are gone, the crappy breathing is gone and my kids are my kids once again. I wonder if the sick is as sick of us as we are of it. It can stay away as far as I am concerned, I will not miss it.
A few updates on the kids:
Jack has turned into a brat. There, I've said it. Still such a charmer, and a super sweet boy who loves to help and who loves to be loved. However, if he doesn't get his way? Watch out. He's taking a liking to whining and making weird whiny noises. I can't stand it. I'm going to start a chore chart for him, get some structure into his routine. Maybe it will help.
Emma has a new routine. It's called wake up before everyone and wake Mommy up and talk and talk and talk and talk. I don't even know what the kid is saying half the time, partially because I'm still asleep when it's happening, and partially because Emma has her own dialect. She is super lovey-dovey, too.
Sara is still incredibly chill. She went through a period of 5 days or so last month, while on her steroids, that she was demon spawn. She hasn't been like that since she was first born and sick with reflux. She's back now, and smiling, and sitting, and trying to crawl. I loves her. I love her a lot.
I love them all, and sometimes I feel like I don't say it enough. However, judging from the amount of times Jack and Emma tell me the love me, maybe I do say it enough. Nah. I'll say it more from now on.
This was a random post. Just trying to keep this thing up to date.
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