Time long past

In a few hours the present will be past and a new year to being. Another new beggining, new plan, new ideas, new hopes, new wishes, new challenges await us all. An exciting thought when you really think about it.  A chance for us to get back on track to living the life we really want by quitting bad habits and starting new adventures.

It was REALLY hard for me to choose what to do tonight with all of my freedom, options and babysitting offers ( ha ha) but we decided to forgo the glow sticks and rave this year and stay home and fall asleep on the couch in our pjs. MUCH more exciting. If I'm not drooling on the couch by midnight it will be a flipping miracle.

Anyway, good bye 2009.... it has been quite the year.

The last week has been interesting. Lots of visits with friends, family and a VERY special visit from tonsillitis.

Christmas eve was hosted by us this year. Frank, Claire and Adrian came for dinner and Marcus cooked (surprise surprise).

Christmas moring we were up at the crack o' dawn with the babies (5:30am) to open gifts. The morning was off to a good start until all of a sudden Hayden started to go down hill fast.

That afternoon we were off to my parents house to have Christmas with my whole family this year (Alex and Cesar in town with the kids). Hayden would just not settle down and just as fast as we arrived, we left with un-opened gifts and all.

Boxing day Hayden and I decided it would be lovely to hang out in emergency to check out his shortness of breath, high fever and bad cough.  Five hours of good times was had by all.  We were sent home with the diganosis of  "just a bad cold".

Two days later the fever was still going strong so back to Emerency we went for some more good times. This time the "Dr" said he had tonsillitis.

Here we are on Dec 31 with somewhat of an improvement but still not a happy kid.  Fingers crossed to a good start to his new beggining this year.

Happy New Year to all. Here's to making this year, one you'll re-live in memory many years to come.

Some Christmas pics.....

Minime

Fa la la la thank god

Alex slept from 12:30 until 5:30ish this morning. It would have been longer if Hayden didn't let the house know that he was awake.  I wish I could program the little suckers to sleep and wake and speak and eat and poop when I said so.

Last week I mingled with some moms that I didn't know just to get out of the house and meet some new friends.  The first person I spoke with talked about how she gave birth naturally at home and how beautiful it was. How her hubby caught the baby and how they all just fell asleep after.

Did her and I give birth the same way? Because last time I checked it was painful, messy and I needed a Dr. and drugs.

her and I can't be friends.

Yesterday  poor little sick Hayden and I baked Christmas cookies. When I say baked I mean bought a kit with pre-made cookies. All we had to do was decorate (which was supplied in the kit as well). 

some pics.

Dec 17, 2005

Happy Anniversary!

Go figure

I bounce and rock ALL day long with Alex (and night) and lift and swing and play with Hayden when I'm not bouncing yet  I still seem to have flabby arms.  Why? Whhhhhhhhyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy?

AND with this constant movement you would think my ass would be smaller. (no, drive by cookie gobbling should not factor in because i don't have time to make anything else to eat).

shut up.

So it only took 3 days...

Tree decorating is done!  I sat admiring the tree in the dark this evening and couldn't help laughing to myself. Take a look at the picture below, my tree screams children live in this home.  No ornaments in Haydens reach and hidden in the midst of the traditional gold and red balls...a cookie monster. Pretty fitting to life now.  There are many "cookie monsters" hidden in the midst of what used to be life before baby.  Sippy cups lined up beside our wine glasses, another cute reminder.

Today a girlfriend came by with her five month old.  An old friend with lots to catch up on... She was from life before baby and someone like myself who enjoys to dance.  Well today we danced, but this time with our little cookie monsters in our arms working through teething pains and missed naps together.  I think thats half the key to this mom gig. Join forces and dance your troubles away!

Tree decorating...

We set out to do things these days and just assume we won't finish them, get there what have you.  What once was easy is now a production so knowing this makes our lack of getting things done and seeing them through, tolerable.

This weekend we started to decorate the tree but between stopping Hayden from eating the lights, to meals and rocking Alex to sleep things took longer than we thought.  I'll finish the tree today, or at least I plan too!

Dish full of sinks

"Now we've got a show" Marcus says to me this morning at some god awful hour as both kids are screaming, a dirty kitchen with a "dish full of sinks" (as marcus says, clearly half awake) and to top if all off
Lui barfs all over the floor.  All we could do was look at each other and laugh.  Still laughing now.
Between "dish full of sinks" and luis barf I wish we had video sometimes to document this stuff.

I've got a random thought on the side as well.  Why is it that the slightest creek of a floor board will wake both my kids yet they will each sleep through each others glass shattering screams. hmmmmm

Marcus and I figured out this weekend after my blog about what a cry baby Hayden is, is that he's going through a growth spurt and he needs to eat and sleep more than usual.  We tested this theory yesterday and I have never seen that kid in a better mood. Nothing, I mean nothing got to him. hmmmmmm

In the words of Janis Joplin

"Come on and cry, cry baby cry baby, cry baby"

That's myyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy Hayden! I think I'm officially loosing my mind. I documented how many times my child cries in a day.  Keep in mind I see Hayden for 2-3hrs in the morning (if he decides to get up at 5:00) and sadly only 1.5 in the evening.

Anyway, here is how today went.

5:15 -5:30: Wake up cry baby cry
5:17: Marcus puts Hayden down cry baby cry
5:25: Hayden wants his cup cry baby cry
5:35: Lui tries to take Haydens food (or shall I say walks into the room) cry baby cry
5:50: Change his bum cry baby cry

a spell of silence

8:00am: Putting on his shoes cry baby cry
8:02am: Putting on his coat cry baby cry

a day of silence (in my house at least)

5:35: Change his bum cry baby cry
6:05: Wants down from chair cry baby cry
6:40: In the tub cry baby cry
6:55: Diaper on cry baby cry
7:15: Book time over door shuts: cry baby cry.

All that noise, whining and crying and one "mama" with a smile when he sees me trumps it all.

go figure.

5:00am

For the last few weeks Hayden has been getting up at 5:00am.
ARE YOU JOKING ME??????
Why are they trying to kill me? why?
Anyone have any idea why? What i can do?
Hes not up and playing nice in his crib, hes up and screaming for us.
He's lucky hes cute

breast milk, fatigue, bunny cup and the heart of life

Long stories cut short and away we go....
1) Hayden gets a strange eye "situation" going on (oozy eye) so I squirt breast milk into it -that's right (bc it seem to cure everything else) and over night its' better. I just want to run around now and heal the world! Scraped knee? - breast milk, sore throar? - breast milk, peeling wall paper? breast milk.

2) So I'm sitting in between my two babies tonight feeding hayden sweet potatoes on one side and rubbing Alex's sore tummy on the other side. Things are going smooth until I realize I tried to serve Alex the sweet potatoes. If it wasn't for the look on his face like I served him poop on a spoon I would have continued. I would like to thank the sleepless night, the night before for that one.

3) As I type this I'm sipping a lovely and full bodied wine on this chilling eveing...out of a bunny cup because it was the first glass I could find after a long day.

"The heart of life" is my new favorite song. I sing it to Alex as I rock him through his little tummy aches.
Makes me smile "love turns the whole thing around, knowing it would all go the way it should, I know the heart of life is good"

Getting to know each other!

tears, poops, deep thoughts, looking up

So it's early this morning and the boys and I are watching some cartoon on treehouse. "Miss Spiders..something or other.  Anyway, I was saying the other day that I couldn't cry but low and behold this silly cartoon made me cry! lol

It was an episode about how a parent thought they weren't doing a good job and only they had problems with their kids.   Do you think the creators of this cartoon wrote this episode for the parents? Or possibly something based on their own life? hmmmmmmmmm.

Anyway, all it took was one line and hello water works.  "All you have to do is love your children and the rest will fall into place".  Yup that did it!

But nice to know the tears are back baby.

PS Alex FINALLY pooped after four days and is sleeping like a baby (can you use that line when you're talking about a baby?) anyway, sound asleep after a night of pushing, crying and gas.  I'm just so excited to have a moment to myself I don't know what to do!

yippy.... things always start to look up just when you're about to break.  ever notice that in general.  sort of  a a rule of thumb in life i find.

anyway, that's as deep as i'm going this morning.

10 weeks!

Kicking ass

Don't let my title fool you.  I am not the one doing the ass kicking but the one receiving.
Alex is kicking my ass.  Some days Hayden kicks my ass.  I guess my only saving grace is that
the two of them have yet to kick my ass together.  I wonder if they meet and disguss which weeks
they each get to KICK MY ASS.

Alex has a cold, Alex can't poop, Alex will not let me put him down. He is yelling at me as I type this.

Ding Ding Ding round 6 of getting my ass kicked has just started again. 

Burning eye balls

I'm so tired that my eye balls are actually burning. call the fire department because there are flames.
EVERY TWO HRS 24HRS A DAY.  I get the odd "good night" here and there but it's just a teast.

I was so frustrated the other night that I actually tried to cry and I couldnt.  I could not produce tears if my life depended on it.  Is that not the strangest thing you have every heard?
My eyes were too dry to cry.  Oh and I needed it.  I don't even remember the last time I had a good cry.  For those of you out there who are not ones to cry when stressed, happy, mad etc you won't get this.  For those of you who do like to cry, do you feel my pain?

I wonder if my body just naturally knew I was just too tired for the effort.

Anyway, I ate lindt chocolate instead and whataya know, got a second wind.

SCARY that, that is my new go to. 
VERY SCARY says the extra pregnancy pounds under their breath.

Thank the lord

The hitting is going away.  Now he's sick again.
jesus.

Homeopathy in the City Article

Moms book article

Domestic Funny

I'm not one to air my dirty laundry but I can't stop laughing over this one.
Marcus and I are in a little "spat" the other day. I blurt out in the heat of the moment
"If we were not married I would have dumped you".

He pauses and replies "Oh trust me, I would have dumped you a lonnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnng time ago".

Oh no you didn't! Whats with the emphasis on the long?  LMAO!

Examiner Articles - Quebec City

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Progress and Problem

FINALLY, Alex has established a bed time..wooooowhoooooooooooo!
This was last night:
8:30pm - sleep
2:30am - eat
5:30am - wake (and dozed on and off until 6:30)

I slept 6hrs IN A ROW. I haven't done that in over two months. I was wide awake at 2:30am wondering how the heck I was going to fall back asleep.

So that was my progress, now here is my problem.
Hayden hits.
He hits Lui if he thinks he's going to steel his food and now he has started hitting Marcus and I if we don't understand what he's trying to say. I HATE BRATTY KIDS THAT HIT!!!!!!!!!! and now I have one.
We have slapped his hands, squeezed his hands, ignored him, yelled at him and nothing seems to be making any progress. I'm guessing persistance and consistancy is the key but I would love a little advice if anyone has any!? 

Dirty Birdy

Ok... so our house is a flipping disaster.  With Alex taking 20 min naps during the day I basically have time to eat and use the washroom so Marcus and I decided to get a cleaning lady to help out.

So I just received a quote from a private cleaning company and I couldn't get here to document the experience fast enough.  A very tall and thin woman with an Eastern European accent just went through our home with a fine tooth comb. Dressed all in black and hair slicked back into a pony tail I could tell she meant business.  After walking around with her clip board she came to me very serious and said "you are not going to like my numbers".  My home was going to take 30hrs to clean (master bedroom 3hrs alone and the boys rooms 1.5hrs, kitchen 8hrs etc etc) The cost you ask? $1000!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

LMAO LMAO LMAO

We're dirty, but not that dirty.

Growing baby

almost 8 weeks!

The spawns of satan

Yummy Mummy Article

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