Thursday, July 26, 2007

Night night

My kids go to bed at 9. I said go to bed not go to sleep. My dad thinks that 9 PM is too late to put children to bed because he went to bed at some time around 4:30 PM or something.

We don’t usually get home until 6 PM and don’t finish eating dinner until 7. By the time homework, baths and everything is finished it is about 8:30. At 8:45 Jeff or I make the get ready for bed announcement which is usually followed by a ton of groans and whining. We tell them to get undressed, go to the bathroom and get in bed. It takes about 30 minutes for this to be completed. Alyssa is out like a light.

She has always been an excellent sleeper and a lot like her daddy. As soon as her head hits the pillow she is snoring and drooling.

Emma is a bit different. As soon as we make the get ready for bed announcement she gets hungry. She wants something to eat. It doesn't matter if she just finished  47 tater tots, 5 hot dogs, and 14 cookies.  She usually comes down and gets some cheese or fruit or whatever is left over from dinner that the dog hasn't’t jumped up on the counter and already eaten. She kisses us both goodnight and hugs us. She goes back upstairs. 10 minutes later she will come back down and say she is thirsty can she have a soda because “it has been a really long time since she has had a soda.” We say no, get some water. She asks us if the “clean washer “is clean, (dish washer) we say yes and she gets her glass and water. She kisses us both goodnight and hugs us. And goes back upstairs. .Ten more minutes later she will come back down pretending that she has been asleep, rubbing her eyes and says that something woke her up. A noise or the wind, the little boy under bed, whatever.  Jeff starts to get angry because he has to keep pausing his “Dog the Bounty Hunter” or whatever show he is watching to tell her that it is now very late and she is going to be a nutcase to wake up in the morning. She says ok comes back downstairs to kiss us goodnight, hug us and kiss both the dogs and hug them. She usually gets distracted by something shiny and fiddles with that for a minute. 7 minutes later Jeff will then notice that she is still downstairs and start getting very stern with her to get upstairs and get to sleep. Sometimes she will well up some tears and sometimes she will go straight up. The whole process takes about an hour. And it happens EVERY night.

Waking Emma up in the morning is like that scene in Jurassic Park where Newman is talking to the sweet little winged dinosaurs but then they turn ugly and attack? That is her. She spits and sprays venom and you can feel the burn. You have to bring up something exciting that day to actually get her up. Today was water day so I mentioned it to her and she got up. But it is usually something like “It may rain today, how exciting will that be?” or “they are giving out freeair at school. we have to hurry to get some”

Amazingly enough she manages to wake up around 5:30 AM -6AM unassisted every weekend regardless of what time she goes to bed.

Saturday, July 21, 2007

Save the Drama for your Mama

I feel as though I have been kicked in the ass by karma. I have had the worst few months ever and  I feel personally attacked. First was the thing with my marriage which we are slowly working out. It has been quite the little journey for us and we understand that we can't take our relationship for granted. My car died. No big deal, just the air conditioner in 116 heat. When it died on I-95 I thought ok, this happens. When Alyssa came down with 104 temperature that wouldn't go away and then was admitted to the hospital for three days for a Bladder infection/kidney infection, I thought, hey, it happens. But on Thursday when I was walking and I heard a POP in my knee and it buckled and I had excruciating pain I said enough is enough. My knee seems to be sprained by the way. Either that or a torn ligament. Whatever. It is over. I am embracing good fortune and luck now. My Harry Potter book comes today and that will make me VERY HAPPY!!!!!!!!!!!

Wednesday, July 11, 2007

Just a note.....

OK, So I am back, for a little while. I needed time to regroup. Writing in this blog is a cathartic experience. I try to be witty and clever but sometimes I am not feeling it.

The past few weeks have been interesting. We have kept very busy but we have also gone through a few things. Jeff and I have been together 14 years tomorrow. We went on our first date July 12, 1993. We have been married for 12 years. That is a long time to be with someone. But I believe that we are soul mates and he is truly my best friend and one of my reasons for living. Jeff comes from a family where nobody yells. I come from a family where everyone yells. If you want to see an example of two families together watch the dinner scene in Annie Hall. That is us to a tee. Not the “Dynamite Ham” scene, the first one.

 We have had some communication issues over the past few weeks. That is being nice. We are working through it and honestly, we have talked so much about our relationship that all we needed were two more cats and a u haul and we would be lesbians.


I can’t imagine my life without him and hopefully he feels the same. We have this growing business that we started that is about to explode. We have three contracts with clients and we are feeling the pressure of not only having two full time jobs, a family and household to run but also this business. There are not enough hours in a day and when we get stressed, we lose it., We act out, and we act like children.


We are both learning from our mistakes and we are both working very hard at this marriage.


Thank you so much for everyone who has been there for me the past few weeks.


Sometimes it sucks being an adult.