Sunday
Football results are in - Auburn beat Mississippi State 42 to 24. Alabama beat Florida International 40 to 14. Tennessee lost to UCLA 15 to 19.
Today's weather is cloudy and potentially rainy - it is 73 degrees now with a high of 75. If it weren't so humid we could open the windows and give the air conditioner a break.
I'm a little leaky today. I'm not sure why - let's hope it is not amniotic fluid! I haven't felt movement from the baby since I woke up - I hope he is okay. Never mind - he is a mind reader. He's moving now like crazy. I've had a sinus headache - snotty, bloody nose - I took a Tylenol.
So far the twins haven't been as wild as yesterday. They ate breakfast and are now coloring (T) and playing with a Lego Racer (J) while Finding Nemo is on. Now J is coloring and doing a Spiderman activity book (both twins love finding "which one is different" and "which two are the same" puzzles).
Hubby is, of course, asleep. He went to bed in a bad mood (sometime after 3am) - the computer was frustrating him. He was very aggressive in his sleep - huffy and puffy and physically forceful. All pretty normal for him when he's in a bad mood. He was in such a funk that I'm afraid to wake him up; last night I asked what time to get him up, but he never told me. At least he'll wake up to coke - it's the third morning in a row I've had to go to the store before 9am to get cokes. That is getting very old, but if I wait around for him to do it, neither of us will have anything to drink until after lunchtime. Seriously, I've thought of buying enough coke to hide under the bed in case he leaves me stranded after I have the baby...and yes, I know I shouldn't be drinking coke.
My mood is going downhill - it is after noon and I can't get hubby to get out of bed. I'm sure he's had 8 hours of sleep; I'm sure he'll complain of a headache when he wakes up for good. I'm not up for all the wah-wah's and moping I have to hear from him; I DO love him, but he is spoiled and acts like a baby most of the time. He gets more back rubs and deep tissue massages out of me than he deserves...but I always give in because I haven't been putting out.
I told hubby's mom about how bad I feel - sinuses - tired - and her response was to go lay down. I asked her "where?" - my bed is already occupied. After I get out of bed, hubby takes the whole thing over and my comfort doesn't begin to matter. He's too busy sleeping all day to care how I feel. Do you think he would get up and watch the kids so I could sleep - HAHA - nope - that goes against his boyish, selfish ways. I don't even know if I want him in the delivery room with me when I have the baby - I have been envisioning me driving myself to the hospital in labor. It could totally happen.
Hubby could, you know, get out of bed and help do something - anything. He could take out the trash - never mind - I did it - it couldn't wait any longer. He could assemble the crib or get the dog food out of his mom's car. Instead, he'll sit in bed for at least an hour after he wakes up; he'll sit there asking for a back rub and complaining about how bad his back and head hurt - never once thinking about how anyone else feels.
Ah, yes, T ran into my bedroom and whispered to her sleeping dad (at 12:30pm) "Papa," to which he angrily responded "WHAT?" She answered by telling him her poop was red, and he said, "Get the F@#% up off of me!" Love flows so free around here. I'm not going back in there again - not after I saw him pop off on her like that. The twins have informed me that he doesn't want them in there - I could have told them that at 3am.
Times like these make you want to run away. Let's face it - I get little benefit being in this house. I get a roof over my head and my kids' heads. I get fed and my kids get fed because hubby's mom goes beyond her means to buy us food. I get water and electricity. Other than that I get headaches and worry. I get little control over the "home."
UPDATE - I took the kids to the playground around 1:30 because no one else would. Hubby got sad and apologized for being a jerk. I hear "sorry" everyday though. It doesn't mean much - so common I usually expect it. While we were at the playground, hubby called to say he was running out to see a friend - so we came home shortly after. We've had over an hour of a non-hostile environment. Lets hope things stay calm when hubby returns!
Last night I did more stuff on my list:
Put maxi pads and mommy recovery stuff (Tucks, Dermaplast) together in the bottom bathroom drawer
Weed out small/outgrown/will be outgrown before long clothes from twins closet
Put all the too big clothes from the twins closet together in a basket
Folded several blankets/sheets & put them away
On today's list, in no particular order:
Pull 4 tubs out of bedroom pile and find a place for them
Work on my bedroom pile
Assemble crib - HUBBY
Put potato heads, and skate tub in top of kids closet
Empty Trash
Put undies, socks, and pajamas away
Put away folded kids clothes
Put away big clothes baskets in closet
Get kids dressed
Push down arms off booster seats to fit into bag?
Put booster seats away in their bags
Put booster seats in kids closet
Measure blue mat - will it fit in bottom of closet? - YES
Reorganize twins dresser to hold jeans, shorts, and shirts
Get hubby to cash his check and give me my money
Low impact things to do at night in bed:
Sew cloth wipes
Roll pennies
Repair/Sew my old baby blanket - to wash and hang behind the crib
For yet another day:
Wash baby load 2
Dry baby load 2
Fold baby load 2
Put baby load 2 in space bag
Clean & dust ottoman
Move ottoman to bedroom
Clear off dresser in living room
Dollar Tree - spray bottle, masking tape, closet organization?
Label twins dresser drawers
Fill J's prescription for Singulair - 2 pills left
Wash twins sleeping bags
Dry twins sleeping bags
Put away twins sleeping bags into zippered bags
Put sleeping bags in top of twins closet
Vacuum kids closet
Fold blankets/towels/sheets/comforter
Put away folded towels/sheets/blankets
Move surelatch connectors on new car seat to rear-facing position
Paint my tummy
Put the gym mats in the twins closet
Clean crib
Unpack luggage
Repack luggage - blue fabric, hubby's baby blanket, 2 - 2 pc outfits, 1 legged onesie, 2 pairs socks, blue gown, preemie onesie, 1 other hat, my jeans, my t-shirt, 2 pairs breast pads, 2-3 pair socks, medicaid application, pretty paper for footprints, camera charger, toiletries, black fold-out bag
Put blue bag in top of kids closet
Today's weather is cloudy and potentially rainy - it is 73 degrees now with a high of 75. If it weren't so humid we could open the windows and give the air conditioner a break.
I'm a little leaky today. I'm not sure why - let's hope it is not amniotic fluid! I haven't felt movement from the baby since I woke up - I hope he is okay. Never mind - he is a mind reader. He's moving now like crazy. I've had a sinus headache - snotty, bloody nose - I took a Tylenol.
So far the twins haven't been as wild as yesterday. They ate breakfast and are now coloring (T) and playing with a Lego Racer (J) while Finding Nemo is on. Now J is coloring and doing a Spiderman activity book (both twins love finding "which one is different" and "which two are the same" puzzles).
Hubby is, of course, asleep. He went to bed in a bad mood (sometime after 3am) - the computer was frustrating him. He was very aggressive in his sleep - huffy and puffy and physically forceful. All pretty normal for him when he's in a bad mood. He was in such a funk that I'm afraid to wake him up; last night I asked what time to get him up, but he never told me. At least he'll wake up to coke - it's the third morning in a row I've had to go to the store before 9am to get cokes. That is getting very old, but if I wait around for him to do it, neither of us will have anything to drink until after lunchtime. Seriously, I've thought of buying enough coke to hide under the bed in case he leaves me stranded after I have the baby...and yes, I know I shouldn't be drinking coke.
My mood is going downhill - it is after noon and I can't get hubby to get out of bed. I'm sure he's had 8 hours of sleep; I'm sure he'll complain of a headache when he wakes up for good. I'm not up for all the wah-wah's and moping I have to hear from him; I DO love him, but he is spoiled and acts like a baby most of the time. He gets more back rubs and deep tissue massages out of me than he deserves...but I always give in because I haven't been putting out.
I told hubby's mom about how bad I feel - sinuses - tired - and her response was to go lay down. I asked her "where?" - my bed is already occupied. After I get out of bed, hubby takes the whole thing over and my comfort doesn't begin to matter. He's too busy sleeping all day to care how I feel. Do you think he would get up and watch the kids so I could sleep - HAHA - nope - that goes against his boyish, selfish ways. I don't even know if I want him in the delivery room with me when I have the baby - I have been envisioning me driving myself to the hospital in labor. It could totally happen.
Hubby could, you know, get out of bed and help do something - anything. He could take out the trash - never mind - I did it - it couldn't wait any longer. He could assemble the crib or get the dog food out of his mom's car. Instead, he'll sit in bed for at least an hour after he wakes up; he'll sit there asking for a back rub and complaining about how bad his back and head hurt - never once thinking about how anyone else feels.
Ah, yes, T ran into my bedroom and whispered to her sleeping dad (at 12:30pm) "Papa," to which he angrily responded "WHAT?" She answered by telling him her poop was red, and he said, "Get the F@#% up off of me!" Love flows so free around here. I'm not going back in there again - not after I saw him pop off on her like that. The twins have informed me that he doesn't want them in there - I could have told them that at 3am.
Times like these make you want to run away. Let's face it - I get little benefit being in this house. I get a roof over my head and my kids' heads. I get fed and my kids get fed because hubby's mom goes beyond her means to buy us food. I get water and electricity. Other than that I get headaches and worry. I get little control over the "home."
UPDATE - I took the kids to the playground around 1:30 because no one else would. Hubby got sad and apologized for being a jerk. I hear "sorry" everyday though. It doesn't mean much - so common I usually expect it. While we were at the playground, hubby called to say he was running out to see a friend - so we came home shortly after. We've had over an hour of a non-hostile environment. Lets hope things stay calm when hubby returns!
Last night I did more stuff on my list:
On today's list, in no particular order:
Low impact things to do at night in bed:
Sew cloth wipes
Roll pennies
Repair/Sew my old baby blanket - to wash and hang behind the crib
For yet another day:
Wash baby load 2
Dry baby load 2
Fold baby load 2
Put baby load 2 in space bag
Clean & dust ottoman
Move ottoman to bedroom
Clear off dresser in living room
Dollar Tree - spray bottle, masking tape, closet organization?
Label twins dresser drawers
Fill J's prescription for Singulair - 2 pills left
Wash twins sleeping bags
Dry twins sleeping bags
Put away twins sleeping bags into zippered bags
Put sleeping bags in top of twins closet
Vacuum kids closet
Fold blankets/towels/sheets/comforter
Put away folded towels/sheets/blankets
Move surelatch connectors on new car seat to rear-facing position
Paint my tummy
Put the gym mats in the twins closet
Clean crib
Unpack luggage
Repack luggage - blue fabric, hubby's baby blanket, 2 - 2 pc outfits, 1 legged onesie, 2 pairs socks, blue gown, preemie onesie, 1 other hat, my jeans, my t-shirt, 2 pairs breast pads, 2-3 pair socks, medicaid application, pretty paper for footprints, camera charger, toiletries, black fold-out bag
Put blue bag in top of kids closet
