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Monday, November 28, 2011

Ana Is Thankful For...

The Tuesday before Thanksgiving, Ana's preschool class had a feast, with parents included. The menu was to consist of homemade family favorites. Thanks to a friend, who insisted that we needed drinks, our homemade family favorite was store bought cider. Yes, I was that slacker.

Ana was a slacker of a different sort. She participated in all of the art activities - she had a super cute Thanksgiving placemat with her picture on it, even if the teacher did use something resembling a brown rear end, or as another parent saw it - brown saggy boobs, as the turkey's body. She also had a picture in the "I Am Thankful For..." collage that was hung up on the wall.

I joined the other parents to admire the cute artwork, reading things like:

I am thankful for my brother.

I am thankful for my dog.

I am thankful for my Mommy and my Daddy.

And then there was Ana's...

I am thankful for ME.

At least the girl is honest...

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Monday, November 21, 2011

Sleep Deprivation

Sleep deprivation will do crazy things to a girl... and to her husband. We are better now. I suppose we've adjusted to 5 hours of sleep a night, in chunks of an hour and a half or so, but during the 3rd week, the baby poopie hit the fan.

Picture it. 2 a.m. 3rd feeding since we've gone to bed. Sofia is crying.

Scott! Can you bring me Fiona? No... wait.. that's not it. (Long, long pause while the correct name is searched for in the memory banks. Sadly it is not found.)

Um, just bring me the one that's not named Fiona.

Different night. 4 a.m.-ish. 4th feeding since we've gone to bed. Scott has just finished changing Reed and has brought him to me to trade him out for Sofia, who I've been feeding.

Babe. Hand me Reed.


I need to change him.

You just changed him. You just gave him to me.

No I didn't. I changed Sofia.

No, you changed Reed.

No, I didn't. I changed Sofia.

I promise. You just changed Reed.

Oh, that's right. I remember I saw a penis.

And they actually let us out of the hospital with these children...

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Monday, November 14, 2011

Monday Musings... a.k.a. Triplets

I am going to try to dip my toe back into the water that is blogging. So far I've managed to post twice since Reed and Sofia were born, but I have also managed to shower around twice, wear clean clothes around twice, and cook a real meal around twice. Okay, that last one might have been a slight exaggeration.

Actually, it's been a lot easier than I expected, but if you ask me about it in the middle of the night, you'd probably get a different answer. Given that, I'm going to strive for the lofty goal of posting on Mondays and working my way up to more frequent posts from there. It's been a long time since I've written, so forgive me if I hop around in time. I'll just pretend it's a literary strategy that I'm employing...

Me and Ana at the hospital. Release day. Wanting to make Ana feel special.

Ana, why don't you and I take a walk down the hall to the little kitchen? They have pudding cups there, but they're only for big sisters. Sorry, babies, you won't be able to come.

We set off down the hall hand in hand when Ana suddenly flinches. She is remembering my prior restrictions of strict bedrest in the hospital.

Mom! You're going to get in trouble!! You have to be in bed!

No, Honey. It's okay. Now that the babies are out, I don't have to stay in bed anymore.

Oh... but... (points to my belly) You still have another baby in there.

Thanks, Ana. Just what I needed...

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Tuesday, November 1, 2011

Trick-or-Treat Old Lady!

We had fun wandering the neighborhood with friends last night. Ana and her little buddies were so excited that sometimes they forgot their manners, so we had a little talk about that. apparently it stuck with Ana because she upped her game at the next house. Proud of herself she ran to me right away to tell me about it... in typical can't not hear her voice fashion...

Mom! Mom! I told that old lady thank you! She gave me a candy and I told that old lady thank you!

Next scheduled talk... why we do not refer to older women as old ladies...

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