Twitchy-Eyed

I have been so tired lately. So tired that my eyes twitch when I look at something too long. Maybe the middle of the night feedings and lack of napping for the past few weeks have finally caught up with me. Maybe it's the fact the Morgan cries all evening and once she is done crying, THEN I have to go and clean up from the day: toys, dinner dishes, the bathtub that is still full of water... Maybe I'm coming down with something or I have allergies. Maybe I am just lazy because I have been stuck in the house with no car. I don't know what it is, and NO I AM NOT PREGNANT!!!
Speaking of which, I made an appointment to get my desired method of birth control and it is not until the end of the month. The doctor said I should not have to worry about getting pregnant in that time. But, she is still going to do a pregnancy test first. OK, that sounds a little risky to me. Do I trust her or do I insist that Joel heads on down to CVS for some protection? I'm scared.
So excited for the 4th of July next week. I cannot wait to see Oliver's reaction to the parade. It is everything he loves - sirens, waving, music... oh the joy! I hope little Morgan cooperates so that I am able to enjoy Oliver's reaction. We may have to ice down Oliver's arm afterwards, what with all the waving he is going to be doing. He does love to wave. He even waves at the mannequins in Kohl's! The best is when the Today show is on at my parents' and they show the crowd waving outside, he waves and waves at them all like they are waving at him. My funny, friendly boy... I wonder what Morgan will be like at that age. She'll probably cry at every stranger and mannequin that looks her way.

Tantrums, Teething and Tushies

Sorry for the lack of blogging these days. I'm lucky if I have a chance to go to the bathroom lately. Things have been pretty hectic with two babies. We're getting the hang of it though. Now that I have pretty much recovered from the whole giving birth thing, it is time to clean this house. I have been taking one room a day - which is all I have time for - and giving it a good cleaning. So far the bedroom and bathroom are done. Today is kitchen day. That's why I am sitting here at the computer instead of cleaning right now. I hate cleaning the kitchen. But, it must be done. Tomorrow will be the living room and the babies' room and then I'll start it all again on Monday. Ahh, the joys of being a housewife. Which, as it happens, it looks like I won't be much longer. Joel and I have decided that I must get a job. Any suggestions? Kohl's is hiring and my sister has suggested tutoring. I don't think I could handle babysitting. I'm really sad about leaving my babies, but we have to eat and pay the rent...
Oliver's molars have been trying to come in for weeks now. This makes for a very cranky and drooly little toddler. He has been having these little tantrums lately and they're actually kind of funny. He has them over the littlest things too. Like, today I wouldn't let him hold his cup of cheerios so he crumpled up into tears, leaned down and rested his head on the floor and cried it out. Once he realizes I cannot be swayed, he gets up and goes on his merry way. He also has a terrible diaper rash, the worst I've seen - which makes changing time almost impossible. Last night he couldn't even sit in the tub. Poor guy! I'm tempted to let him run around naked all day, except the reason for the rash is frequent pooping and I don't want to be frequently cleaning. Any rash advice out there?
Morgan is doing well - screaming at the moment, but that seems to be what she does. Alot. She is growing fast and is more and more beautiful each day. Even though it has been only a month, I feel like she has been part of our family forever. Just think, in a few short months, she'll be teething and tantrumming, too...

Joyful times...at the Mall?

Today Grammie, Oliver, Morgan and I ventured out to the mall. Usually a destination that I dread for a plethora of reasons. Today, there were two things that made me happy. ONE - I found a pair of jeans that fit me. Old Navy "Curvey" jeans. And I had a gift certificate so that was even better! (Though, if I keep eating these brownie bites they won't fit much longer!) Old Navy wins the award for most annoying music played in the store. TWO - As we were walking towards Wal-Mart I stopped dead in my tracks and a grin spread across my face as I saw ORANGE JULIUS!! It's back at the Hanover Mall! It has been gone for probably close to 15 years. It was good, it was so good. Not much is better than a hot dog with mustard and relish and a cool, frothy Orange Julius. (Well, maybe these brownie bites...) Oliver refuses to eat hot dogs though. He tried one once and spit it out. He's smarter than we know. He did enjoy the Julius though.
In other news, Morgan is doing well. She definately cries more than Oliver did, so that is an adjustment. Another weird thing is that she doesn't seem to like the car very much. Most babies love it. Makes for stressful driving. She's getting bigger, probably not even 8 lbs yet, though. Today, Oliver gave her a hug and a kiss without being prompted. It was too cute!

Movie Night

Joel and I watched Grizzly Man lastnight. It was hysterical...I don't think it was supposed to be though. If you had told me it was a Christopher Guest movie, I would have believed you and thought it genius. It wasn't. It was about this NUT job who lived among the bears in Alaska every summer. I am ok with studying nature, but to stand there in front of this massive, hungry bear and say "I love you! I love you! I love you!" that is kind of crazy. By the end of this movie, Joel and I were looking forward to this guy getting it from the bear. (We're cruel, cruel people. I know) And everyone else in the movie was just as goofy as Timothy Treadwell - the main character.
Anyone else seen it? What did you think? I think Treadwell wanted to die with the bears and he saw it as the only way his "work" would be made known.

Mobility Achieved

I did it. I left the house with both babies today! No one got forgotten, everyone was dressed (including me), and I even stopped for coffee. I am so proud. We went to my mom's house so that Oliver could play in his little pool. It was much easier than I thought. I was able to carry Oliver and the car seat. I feel like Supermom. Unlike lastnight when I felt like Failuremom because Morgan cried for 2 1/2 hours unable to be comforted. It was horrible. I really do think babies have an ability to know when their mothers are sitting down to eat. As soon as I started eating dinner she started crying and didn't stop until we both fell asleep. So much for a relaxing evening. Oh well, this too shall pass...