What a week

Where do I even start? Monday you say? Good, let's start there...

Monday, I stayed up till 5:30 in the morning studying for my 8 AM physics final. Ugh. I still don't know what I made, but i'm sure it wasn't good. Hopefully he'll take pity on us and grade with a curve.

Tuesday, Wednesday and Thursday, hmmm, I don't remember those so we'll just skip 'em.

Friday, I cleaned T man's room and finally got him to sleep in there. He's gotten into the habit of sleeping on the floor in our bedroom and it was seriously about to drive me nuts. Do you know how hard it is to have any kind of private time with your other half when there's a four year old sleep on the floor next to the bed? Anyhoo, we had to get him a lamp to keep on at night and some monster spray so that he'd feel safe. Nevermind the fact that the whole second story of our house smells like a floral shop. I guess it's a small price to pay for a little bit of private time.

On to Saturday. Ahh, my favorite day of the week. While at work Saturday night I get a call from my dear husband saying that Baby K "fell and split his face open." Umm, excuse me? And you call to tell me this in the middle of the 7 o'clock rush when you know that I can't do anything to help? He was flipping out because he couldn't get ahold of my parents and didn't know who else to call. So me being the woman with all the answers tells him to clean off his face and find out where the blood is coming from. Well, K wouldn't let him near his face. All he could tell me was that the front of his shirt, the baby's shirt and the couch were all covered in blood. Great. He finally tells me that it's somewhere around his mouth but couldn't tell whether it was on the inside or outside so I told him to call me back when he knows something. He calls back fifteen minutes later saying that he thinks that K knocked out one of his bottom teeth, gashed his lip open and cut his upper gum right where the cleft goes through. Okay, no good, so I called Dy and she ran over here to save the day. She figured out that he had only gashed his lip open and possibly cut his gum, but didn't lose any teeth. Hey, at least he didn't split his face open.

So that leaves us with today. I'm tired today and I don't feel good. I've got yet another UTI (only the sixth one in the last eight months) and I really don't want to go to the doc, but i'm going to so that it doesn't turn into yet another kidney infection.

Overall, I got absolutely nothing accomplished this week. Sometimes I wonder how one person can be soooo unproductive. Oh well, gives me something to work on. Next week I will try keep my children from doing any more bodily harm to themselves or anybody else and maybe i'll even get to like, oh, clean the house or something.

WTH?!! In a good way...

My jeans are falling off of me... Seriously, I can take them off without unbuckling them. See, i'd gained a couple of pounds since i've been laid up with my knee, but it seems now that i've mysteriously lost those pounds. I'm really excited! I jumped on the scale and i'm down five pounds since the last time I weighed on Monday.

Guess i'm gonna need to go jeans shopping sometime in the near future!

101 Things About Me

Yep, I did it... I didn't think that i'd be able to get through it, but once I got it going it came pretty easily. Go here to find out more than you ever wanted to know about me.

Woo Hoo!!!

I just talked to my doc and my work and have been cleared by both to start working again by next week! I am sooo excited! I've been going stir crazy lately, just ask Dy, and am really looking forward to getting out of the house for a while. My first shift back will hopefully be on Sunday. Woo Hoo!!!

Randomness...

Okay, is it just me or does the chick from the Black Eyed Peas scare the shit out of anybody else? Good lord she's freaky. I think it's her eyes. They look dead. Ewww. Just ewwww.

On a different note, INXS's new video Pretty Vegas just came on. OMF'ingGawd. The new lead singer, J.D. Fortune (I think?) is so pretty. He does it for me, he can do it to me, I don't care, but he fucking hot.

There was something else, but now I can't think of what it was. Hmmm... Oh, i'm freakin' addicted to online Sudoku.

I soooo need to go to bed.

My baby's not a baby anymore...

Baby K went for his 15 month check up today. The doc said he's completely off both of the growth charts and his head is only a little "abnormally large" but he's still on the growth chart for that one... LOL He's 30 pounds 6 oz., 34.5 inches tall and his head is 46 cm (I think??). He's doing all the stuff a fifteen month old should be doing and is completely healthy. I thought that he might have the beginning of an ear infection, but the doc said everything looks great. He is teething again though. :(

So we've officially made it 15 months without a single ear infection. Score! Cleft kids are prone to constant ear infections and hearing problems, so this is exciting stuff for us.

Here's a pic of my not-so-little man...

I've got a serious problem.

I cannot for the life of me make pancakes. Yeah, I have pancake issues. I've tried so many times but it just doesn't work. I tried tonight and all but four of them were burned on both sides. The good ones went to Mr. Cranky and the boys and I dined on the the rest. The boys were so good. They just ate their little hearts out on their blackened pancakes. Of course, that's after momma slathered them with butter and syrup to hide the taste. I ate mine too.. I can't really complain. I mean, I did cook them. I should at least have to eat my own concoction.

Don't they have some sort of pancake machine or something? Maybe I can take a pancake making course. I mean, it's really can't be that hard.

Yeah, I know, i've got issues...

Anniversary Gifts

Our anniversary is coming up and I need some ideas people. We'll have been married for five years on March 10th. It's also a special day because two years ago we found out that I was pregnant with Baby K. Anyhow, I was thinking about doing a set of boudoir photos for him. I really like the idea and I think it's something that we would enjoy as a couple. I've never really done anything like this before and actually i'm quite camera shy, but I think it would be fun. I've been looking around and the guy that Kami used is awesome. He's a little pricey but I LOVE the way his pictures turn out. I don't want to do any like full frontal nudity or anything like that, but there's sure to be some way for me to pose that doesn't show my baby belly. I haven't fully decided yet, but I think it would be alot of fun.

I'm also trying to decide what to do for our actual anniversary. My mom and his mom have already offered to watch the boys for that weekend so that we can go away. We never had a honey moon, and for that matter, have never even taken a vacation with just the two of us. I was thinking that maybe we would head to San Antonio for the weekend. We don't want to go too far, but just far enough to be away from everybody we know. We seriously need some private time. He loves the Spurs, so I thought that maybe i'd surprise him with Spurs tickets for that Friday and then stay on the riverwalk until Sunday.

He's been soooo good to me lately. Since I hurt my knee, he's been taking care of the boys and I, doing the shopping and some of the cleaning, but most of all, he's been really supportive through all of this. I realize that I don't tell him how much I appreciate and love him enough and I want to do something for him that I know he'll love.

So, that's the plan as of now. I need to do some more shopping around for someone to take the pics. I'd really like to find somebody that I know to do it for me, as I don't want to/can't spend a small fortune for the photo shoot, but I don't want to ask anybody to do it either, ya know? I don't want to make any of my girlfriends feel weird about it. LOL. So, I gotta do that and figure out what the plan is for that weekend. I'll keep you guys updated.

Taking Control

I got to thinking today of what I could do to make my life more calm and to help myself and Mr. Cranky get along a little better. I picked through all the stuff that stresses me out.. My health, Baby K's health, school, work, blah, blah, blah. I can't do much about any of those, well, except for my health. It would help if I would stop breaking things, but that's a whole 'nother story. Then I got to the house and our finances. YAY! I CAN do something about those!

I've decided that with our tax refund we are going to get ALL of our bills paid off and set a budget. See, i've tried to set a budget many times before and it looks great on paper, but when it comes to actually doing it, it never seems to work out right. In theory, we have enough to pay for everything and should even have some left over, but it never seems to work out that way. So tonight, I talked to my Dad, the master financial planner, and asked him if he would help me get our finances in order. He agreed, so now I just have to get all of our stuff together.

This may not sound like a big deal, but it is a major point of stress for Mr. Cranky and I. I don't want to have to worry about running over to Target and spending fifty bucks, or eating a meal out. I'm tired of living on a shoe string budget when we really shouldn't have to. I'm also really worried about having enough funds to care for Baby K's medical issues.

For those of you who aren't in the know, Baby K was born with a unilateral cleft lip and palate. He's had three surgeries so far in his short 15 months. He's doing really great but we've got a long, expensive road ahead of us. In just a few short years he is going to need dental implants for his front teeth that are misplaced by his cleft. Not to mention the years of braces, speech therapy and the upcoming eight to twelve surgeries and massive amount of doctors appointments in the next fifteen or so years.

I'm just so scared that we aren't going to be able to provide him the medical care he needs because we can't handle our finances. So, i'm going to do this. I'm determined!

The other thing that is a major sore point between the hubs and me is the house and cleaning it. Lately he's been chipping in alot more because i've been out of commission, but we still argue about it. It seems that no matter how often we clean that the kids can destroy it all in an hour. It drives both of us nuts. See, neither of us like cleaning, but we hate living in a dirty house. Not a good combo.

So, to remedy this problem, i've decided to make a chore list for each day. I've picked one room a day to tackle and then the normal stuff that has to be done each day, like cleaning the kitchen and sweeping. I haven't really figured out exactly how i'm going to arrange this, but damnit, i'm gonna do it. I just have to get in the habit of doing this stuff, even when I don't feel good. I'm also going to make one for the boys to get them involved. The oldest one is four and a half, I figure that is old enough to be doing chores and helping clean. I think the structure will be good for him too.

So by doing all of this, I think it will help me and the hubs get along a lot better. Those seem to be the major stress points between us. It seems like every time we fight, which is becoming more and more often, it's always about the house work and money. Hopefully, if I can get these two things squared away, then we can start working on our relationship instead of driving it further into the ground.

All in all, its been a good day. I'm excited about getting this stuff done and feeling better about myself. I know it all sounds kind of rediculous, but just having a plan in place to take care of these stressors makes me feel so much better.

So if anybody has any secrets they would like to share about how to handle the house work stuff or what works for your family, please, do tell. As for now, the pain meds are hitting pretty hard (which is prolly why i'm writing this post in the first place) so imma go to bed. :)

Quick update

I'm home. Surgery went well. I'm still doped up from the anesthesia. The doc said that he removed a large piece of cartilage and that there were a bunch of bone fragments in there as well that he removed. Imma go take a nap.