I am done!

I am cool with being alone with the kids the majority of the time. I am a stay at home mom. That is part of what I signed up for. It does occasionally get lonely or boring. I like having an adult around to talk to sometimes. It is nice to not have to do all of the work all of the time. But I can do just fine alone. I open jars and make sandwiches one handed. I read books while nursing. I can tickle two little people at one time.
Most of the time, no problem.

However.... I hate....I dread....I am shaken by.....having to do bedtime alone.
By the end of Tobys day he is done. Done obeying. Done sharing attention.etc
By the end of Aimees day, she is done. Done being awake. Done being stimulated
By the end of my day, I am done. IF ONE MORE PERSON SCREAMS AT ME, PULLS MY HAIR, PUTS THEIR FEET ON MY FACE....
Everyones day ends about the same time.
It takes 2 adults to do it well.

And, of course, Aimee has this sensor that goes off when there is only one parent available. She must think "oh no, it is just mommy! well, i wouldn't want her to get lonely, so, i will stay up and keep her company. of course, mommy won't understand my plan, so I WILL MAKE IT REALLY CLEAR"

I know that I am whining. I am very blessed. Some people are single parents. Some people have spouses that can't help, or just won't help.
I am very blessed that the majority of the time I get to do tag team bedtime routine. I am spoiled. I will admit it. Just please, don't make me do bedtime alone very often.

27 reasons that is is good to be 27

Last year I decided to have a "midlife crisis" on my birthday. Come to think of it, I think I did the year before too. This year, I am going to try a different approach. I am going to think about all of the reasons that it is good to be the age, and the place in space, that I am.

So, reasons that I am glad that I am where I am.

1 I am not in high school

2 I am not in college

3 I have been married to my best friend for almost 6 years

4 I have two healthy, brilliant, advanced, frequently hilarious children (I will discuss how infuriating they are in another post)

5 I own a house (aka I live indoors)

6 I was able to buy a house that, I think, has character (nevermind the termites)

7 I have a yard that I can plant things in

8 My family loves each other and wants to spend time together

9 I have sisters that I am exactly like me, and nothing like me at the same time, so I can share similarities, and learn

10 I discovered Jesus

11 I discovered Jesus early, and he for some reason spared me a lot of potential pain

12 Jesus isn't done with me yet

13 I am starting to accept that Jesus isn't done with me yet

14 I am a girl, which means I get to do ridiculous things like play dress up with my infant, have tea parties, and spend hours arranging candles, flowers and pictures so that things will be pretty

15 I am not in high school

16 I don't have to deal with dating

17 My husband loves me, and talks to me

18 My husband buys me cookies

19 My husband makes me cakes

20 Hmmm...maybe this would be a good time to say that I am thankful that I still have a high metabolism

21 I have friends that are much smarter/more experienced then I am, so I can learn from them

22 I have a camera (someday I will know how to use it)

23 I can walk to kroger, the playground, the post office, the bakery.....oh yeah, and 3 or 4 dollar stores and cell phone stores

24 I have gotten to go on some cool vacations

25 I get to "go on vacation" one week/month

26 I am able to stay home with my kids

27 Other people come over and distract me/help so that I am not always home with my kids

Happy Valentines Day!

This blog is a Valentines Day gift for my husband, who is unceasingly urging me to become a blogger. OK, Dear, just for you, I will give it a shot. But I must say two things first...

1: While my husband thinks he wants me to be a blogger, I think he is going to realize otherwise. If I become a "devoted" a blogger (like some people who will remain nameless), by his birthday he will be requesting I gift him a resignation, because he doesn't want to share computer time anymore.

2: Confession: There was a period of time, when I was in college, shortly after be sucked into the world of IM, when I found myself walking to class, trying to think of new, clever away messages. If blogging gets to that point. I WILL shut myself down.