Oh, I feel soooooooo much better.

We've had a rough couple of weeks as I indicated before. Yesterday, my Mother's Day wish was really just to get some sleep. lol.

After an extremely rough night with the kids and me flipping my lid, I finally fell asleep at 3 a.m.

Hubby came home from work at 6 with roses and made French toast and sausage for breakfast. It was delish. He then passed out the rest of the day (we're going to the doctor today to discuss the medication because it's not working so well).

I finally got the baby down for his nap at 9 and fell asleep, too. He slept until 11, and then kiddo let me sleep another 15 minutes while she played with him. Got up, had lunch, got ready for church, and went to church with the kids. Mojo slept during most of Relief Society, which means I got to stay in there and listen (weird). He was still sleepy, so when we got home, I nursed him and we fell asleep again.

We were supposed to be at the in-laws' between 5 and 6, and we didn't wake up until 5:20. Had to wake up hubby so we could go over. Baby was actually nice to them and crawled around the house and clapped and smiled and laughed and let Grampa hold him. We had a nice dinner and came home (with lots of food -- they won't let us leave empty handed). I was about done, but the baby wasn't ready for bed yet. So ... I chilled with him for a bit until he WAS ready, put him to bed, then knitted for a while and hid in my room while daddy was on "daddy duty," talked to my mom, and was asleep by 11. Got up around 6 this morning and I feel soooooo good.

Sleep. Cures all ills apparently.

Wait, what? Mother's Day is TOMORROW?

Sorry Mom. I didn't realize until say, oh, yesterday that Mother's Day was NOW.

*sigh*

I'll be shipping your gift Monday.

This week has been rather rough with the kids and hubby's meds. He's sleeping 10-14 hours a day, then he goes to work, comes home and sleeps some more. I feel like a single parent again at times, and have had a few really rotten days this week with screaming baby and no respite. I wouldn't trade it for the alternative; I love being a mommy. But some days and weeks are just really, really hard.

BUT. I just have to say, I have the best kid. She watched the baby half the day today so I could sleep more (I'm stressed, must get more sleep). I'd put him down for a nap and fall asleep with him, and she'd take him when he woke up, letting me sleep longer.

And she asked what time he gets up in the morning, saying she'd set her alarm tonight so she could get up with him so I could sleep in on Mother's Day. Awww, what a sweetie. She's getting a little gift tomorrow, too, because she is the mini mommy.

Hubby has planned to make me breakfast, assuming he gets off work on time to do so.

I'd better get work done so I can get some rest tonight and gear up for visiting the in-laws and whatnot after church.

Friday Fave Five!

Having a hard time with this list today. Hm.

1. Going for a couple of walks this week. Not my goal by any means, but it is progress. Sadly.

2. The cardio's news the other day about my heart. awesome.

3. A little bag/purse I made to hold my stuff in the diaper bag. It holds my camera, wallet, keys, sunglasses, and phone, and ties itself closed (sort of). It's just woven fabrics, so it collapses easily and can hide in the diaper bag with the dipes, wipes, toys, drinks, food, etc. And all my stuff is in *one* place. (I'll update with a picture later). I made two and messed the first one up (due to poor instructions from the person who created the pattern). It still needs fixing, but I love this one.

4. Kiddo has been such a big help lately. I'm tired a lot (working until 2 a.m. and getting up at 6 with the baby will do that), so she's been wonderful on the weekends to watch the baby when daddy is in bed (daddy's Remeron knocks him out or he'd be watching the baby).

5. Wearing the baby, even though I don't have a Peekaru. All the little old ladies at the store today commented on how cute he is and how happy he looks in there. Yup. He is.

Yay for walks!

Baby boy fell asleep while we were out.

Now the question is, do I tackle the massive amounts of housework that I've been neglecting, or do I go snuggle baby boy and have a nap with him?

Just ... stuff.

Went to kiddo's Hope of America performance last night. She was in the chorus, did great and had fun, and hubby (!) braved the crowds and traffic (!!) at the Marriott Center to go with me and the kids. Awesome. They had some really cool dancing and some weird songs, but it worked I guess. And the kids had a blast doing it.

I took last night off work so I could go to my cardiologist this morning. I had surgery 3 years ago to fix something in my heart and the surgeon told me to go back every year. Well, today's echocardiogram looked so good, the cardiologist told me I don't need to go back for a new one every year. Wahoo!

I wore the baby in the wrap for two hours last night and apparently that was too long -- I'm tired and hurt now. Hopefully, I can get dinner made, the kitchen cleaned, the living room vacuumed (and laundry put away), then maybe a little lie-down before I work tonight.

But I missed Biggest Loser. I'm sad, but still glad we went to kiddo's performance as a family.

WhY?

Why can one day be awesome and the next make you want to run away screaming into the night?

Heck, why can that change from one hour to the next?

Or even one minute to the next?

Man, I'm tired.

Love my kids. Love my husband. Need some time away from ALL of them, but I don't think I'll get that any time soon.

*sob*

Friday Fave Five!!!

1. Being able to say to hubby, "Hey, I need a break ..." and him getting it and saying, "No problem." Then, when kiddo started asking permission to do stuff (nothing bad, I was just beyond being able to be calm and reasonable about *anything*), I was able to say, "I don't know, daddy's in charge." And then took a lovely bubble bath. By myself. With no audience hovering outside the door asking questions or crying.

Today went much better after that last night.

2. Hubby's FMLA being renewed very quickly so we don't have to wonder about it. So nice. (he's bipolar and needs literal mental health days now and again). Hubby's raise making life easier so I can feel less guilt about not working as much anymore.

3. Saving money using cloth diapers. I don't have to fudge the budget anymore for getting diapers every week or month (or two at Costco). I don't have to wonder if we have enough to last until X paycheck. And I feel less guilt about destroying the environment. lol.

4. Baby boy crawling to me with a cheesy grin on his face and his silly laugh, making me feel like the most important person in the world. His world, at any rate.

5. Being able to be silly with kiddo on occasion and less of a cranky pants, although she still says I'm crabby. hahaha.