It's 3am... But only 2am (thanks to daylight savings.) Either way it doesn't matter much. I am wide awake in bed and I won't be falling asleep anytime soon. And I feel like blogging. But I don't want to get out of my bed, so I'm typing with my phone. I really miss writing. I often wonder HOW I used to blog so often and so quickly because now I can never find the time to do it, but it just came naturally. The need I had to write is gone. Hopefully it will come back soon because I do love it. Sometimes people stop blogging when they are going through a difficult time, because they don't want to expose themselves in a negative light. I know that is not true for me. When I went through such a difficult time after Simon was born, my blog was my way out of the depression. People say blogging is out, but I hope it's not for me. I love having a place of my own to write when it's 2 am and I am all cozied up in my bed.
Life is busy. Good. But very busy. Aaron and I snuck away for a date on Friday night (InN'Out & Target) and over dinner we were discussing our age and stage in life. Mid 30's. We should be the PRIME years of our lives. When I said that out loud, we busted out laughing. We couldn't stop. We we're laughing at ourselves and how pathetic our lives feel. But the more we talked about it, the more we realized we don't have much to complain about. Besides being busy with work, kids schedules, church callings and housework... we are very happy and feel extremely blessed. Yes, we have a lot of kids, but they are all amazingly cute and darling. And our relationship is stronger than it's ever been. Maybe we will look back on this time and realize it WAS the very best. I cannot wait for that time...
In fact, it seems like Aaron and I are always talking about when we are retired and the kids are out of the house. Not like we want to kick them on the street already, but when we're really exhausted at the end of the day, we'll lay in bed and plan where we want to set up hammocks and what kind of drinks we'll order when we are laying on the beach getting massages. Even though we know this will probably never happen, we talk about it all the time and it makes the miserable days seem doable.
This pregnancy is kicking my butt. I mean, I've never done pregnancy well but this is beyond exhausting for me. I am tired all the time during the day and I can never sleep at night. I am SUCH a great sleeper when I'm not pregnant. But I will be wide awake for hours in the middle of the night for no reason. I hate it. Why does it have to be so difficult? I would consider having several more kids if I could function during pregnancy, but I honestly cannot fathom going through this one more time. Not one more. And I really don't even know how I'm possibly going to do laundry for another person!
One of my biggest worries and stresses is laundry these days. So sad to see those words written down but it's the truth. I cannot keep up on laundry. I've been behind since Roma joined the family and I've never been able to keep up. I've GOT to figure something out before baby #6 comes because life is too short to be worried about laundry. The older boys have been good with washing and drying it, but no one is good about folding it or putting it away. Once a week we try to crack down and have a laundry folding party, but they are never fun. And now that summer is gone and winter is here, clothes only get bulkier and harder to wash. We've got to have a laundry intervention soon. Or I might become a gypsy.
I turned off my phone for a while and tried to sleep, to no avail. It's now 4 am. (would be 5 am without the extra hour.) I have not slept a wink. What is going on here? This baby is kicking like crazy and my mind is racing with thoughts. Random, stupid, meaningless thoughts. I could do a blog post on each one. Maybe if I list them, I will be able to sleep.
I am worried I'm not teaching the boys enough responsibility. I wish we lived on a farm.
Simon's birthday is this week and if I don't get invitations out for his party asap, I will be in trouble. by my four year old. He's been talking about his party for a year.
Most people couldn't handle Simon as their child. But I see myself as the luckiest mom around. I am head over heels over this boy. Have been since day one.
Roma is also my favorite. Two is just so delicious. She is such a party animal. I didn't think I could love her any more and then Halloween happened. That Smurfette amazed me. I can't wait to be best friends with her when she's an adult. I hope she will be friends with me.
My bosche broke this week. I need a new one and I'm not sure I can wait until Christmas. But they are $400. I wish I could buy a used one. But why would anyone sell the most amazing piece of machinery. I need to figure out a plan soon. My friends are getting sick of me borrowing theirs. (I can't live without one!)
My Dyson vacuum is terrible. It doesn't suck at all which means it SUCKS big time. I am so disappointed and wished I would have forked out money for a Kirby when we first moved into this house. Vacuums need to work!
I am loving the Fall. I know it's not technically fall in Vegas without leaves all over the street, but there are beautiful (close) drives to take that are still amazing in their own way. And we won't have to deal with snow and winter coats and gloves unless we want to... and that makes me really happy. I could live here for always.
Planning a sisters trip soon. Excited to see my family, but stressed about leaving my routine and husband and calling behind. and I don't want to drive up into the cold.
I want to put up my Christmas tree already.
My bathrooms are never clean. And I clean them often. This is the only downside to having boys. I need to have each of them wipe down a toilet every.single.day.
I feel like chopping my hair short... like boy short. But I am too insecure about my chubby face to ever do it. I would love to just jump out of the shower and run my fingers through my hair and be done. I really dislike blow-drying my hair. and my hair needs to be round-brushed or else I look like I got electrocuted. my curls and frizz are worse when I'm pregnant, I think.
I feel like I've been pregnant forever. and I still have forever to go. I wish I knew how many weeks I was. I could download an app on my phone but then it might make the pregnancy move even slower.
I really need to use the next 4 months to clean out our closets and make room for another. We have WAY too much stuff. and I throw away crap all the time. And I hardly ever go shopping. How does this happen?
We have choir practice in the morning. We've decided to take all of our kids... our ward needs men and I want my kids to remember going to ward choir with their parents. Too bad we don't sing well.
My dining room table has been clean for the last two days and those two days have been the most wonderful days of the year. I'm glad Halloween is over. making costumes was messy.
I'm really glad I don't have to teach tomorrow in Relief Society. I love fast Sundays because there are no meetings. and usually I love teaching, but I really didn't like my lesson last month. can't put my finger on what bothers me so much about it, but I prefer to not think about it.
My fridge needs to be cleaned out. I hate cleaning out my fridge. But there's not a single person in the world that could or should do the job for me. Must happen soon.
My husband is the best person to sleep next to. He's always warm and he always lets me cuddle with him. And he never makes any noises. I love him.
I really do want to live on a farm. I wish there were farms to visit in Vegas.
I am not sure what we're doing for the holidays. I don't want to travel anywhere. but I always end up missing family. My kids never get to see their cousins. Life sucks.
Haircuts tomorrow. I hate when I wait until Sunday to do this, but Saturday was way too busy. Scouts rules our life. But it's a really amazing program to get involved with.
My dog never ovulates.
I need to post my facebook statuses to the blog. That way I will have at least a portion of this last year documented. Doing that now....








not this cute anymore!
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