Tuesday, February 27, 2007

Game Faces

Ok- now I know Dave reads this every once in awhile so he'll KILL ME if he sees this picture of him on here but I have to post it. Daddy and Dom love this game we have called Need For Speed 2. Dominic loves being the Cop and pulling over people and yelling "BUSTED!!!" Daddy just loves running from the cops in the fast cars. Anyways- I took these pictures and they are HILARIOUS! Look at their eyes!! HAHAHA!

Monday, February 26, 2007

He'd Name Her Gabriella

We had a really good weekend. I was a bit disappointed Dave had to work Saturday for the 3rd time in a row this month! He normally works the 1st Saturday each month but I guess some of the guys are behind so they are all paying for it. So with Dave working till about 2 Saturday, I spent the day cleaning along with trying to control the older two from beating the tar out of each other, Damien from throwing/getting into everything, and Mia's crying about whatever she saw fit.

Alex's tooth was hanging by nothing and I kept telling her to wiggle it and twist it so the dumb thing would fall out. I didn't want her to swallow it in her sleep and choke. Finally my Grandma came over and told her she'd pay her $1 to pull it. She wouldn't so Grandma said she would. We had been trying all weekend to pull the thing but she wasn't going to let us even though it was barely hanging on. You can see in this picture it was pushed all the way forward hanging on by barely anything! Also it'd been in there so long her new tooth had came in!!! BEFORE Grandma walked up to her with a napkin and took the thing right out! Alex didn't even flinch!! So last night the tooth fairy brought her a dollar! She was so happy this morning. When Dave the fairy went to take her tooth, he said Alex had placed a piece of notebook paper under her pillow on the tooth as if to wake herself up when the fairy came by the crumple noise. She's one smart kid!
AFTER

We went out to eat this weekend with the kids and it went great. I'm always terrified to go during the 6 O'clock hour because it's busy and we sometimes get looks (good and bad) Well the Mexican place we went to had a super nice Mexican server who loved Damien so much that he carried him around while we ate. I love service like that! lol We've had that happen at Applebees before too. Dominic danced around to Tejano music, Alex chowed on chips and salsa and Mia slept pretty much the whole time except to eat once. While eating I told Dave that although I like Mia's name, it's still bugging me that we didn't go with my name plus I think it's too short. He told me tough luck because I named the other 3 so we could atleast go with one he picked out. Well he never would pick out names in the past or tell me anything he liked so of course someone's gotta name them! When I was pregnant with Dominic (4 yrs ago), he picked out Mia and that has been it on names from him since. Well as we're discussing this he tells me not to read into it but if we had another girl, he'd name her Gabriella. It was the sweetest thing because he had actually put thought into another name. Even the way he said it, it was like a part of his manly badass shell had come off. It was a definate "awww" moment.

Yesterday we took the kids groccery shopping. I didn't expect to spend 1.5 hrs there but we did! I spent $193 after coupons and savings. First the bill came to $270! We should be set though for 2 weeks I figure. The boys got hotwheel cars for being so good and Alex got some candy. The kids love going groccery shopping because I let them get little goodies if I have the coupons and it's something on sale. Dominic loves Gogurt so he picked out Trix's and Spongebob tubes. Alex got some of her favorite Lunchables. I've found that letting them help any little way shopping, really makes the trip so much more easier. I used to cut out what I needed off the store fliers and let the kids look for those things but haven't done it for awhile. Alex loves checking off things on the list and Dominic grabbing things and throwing it in. Bad part of the evening was when in the line with our 2 baskets full, Dave said "did you get all the junk out of the van?" I forgot about the huge stacks of newspapers, the 400 or so Walmart sacks, and the double stroller. We had no room for everything! I thought it was hysterical when we got to the van and so did the carryout guy, Dave though was not laughing. We ended up putting bags under the kids feet, on their laps, inside the front of the stroller, and I had to share my seat with a 50lb bag of dogfood along with cans on my lap and under my feet. Dave growled the entire 15 minute drive home. I'll be taking newspapers to the recycle bin and the plastic bags for recycling to Walmart this morning.

Saturday, February 24, 2007

Weekend Tidbits

Today is day 5 of no pumping or breastfeeding and my boobs are still sore!! UGH! They aren't even engorged or anything, they just hurt. This sucks!

Mia is now trying out Isomil. We'll see if it helps in the evenings. Last night was horrible and she screamed if not held. I might as well throw the pack and play away as she sleeps more with us than in there!

The top sales guy at D's job is quitting for another job. He told Dave how much he made last year and then Dave told me. Dave was offered this job awhile back but I'm worried about him just doing sales because of the whole commission thing. He gets commission now but this guy gets paid different. Anyways the job has a potential of $20K more a year than what Dave is making now. Umm....yeah. So now I'm wondering if maybe he should TAKE the dang job because that's alot of money!! He said they would let him switch back to a route if he didn't like it. I could kick myself in the face for saying no to that.

Alex is getting ready to lose her first tooth! It's like hangin' by a thread! I just want to grab and pull the dang thing but I know she'd bawl so I keep telling her to twist it.

Damien is really turning evil. The hitting people out of the blue is getting out of control. He's taking hotwheels and throwing them at the kids or like last night he took a clothes hanger and whacked Dominic in the mouth with it. Then he kicked Dominic in the head when he was sitting on the couch and Dominic was on the floor.

I had my 6 week postpartum and that was real fun. NOT! I'm A-OK down there and she said if I want anymore kiddos just to wait a year to heal and go for it. She has 6 herself and her partner she's in practice with has 9 so they are great Dr's if you want a large family. I start the pill as soon as Aunt Flo comes to visit!

We got word from Alex's teacher that she's so good with the computer, she's now giving the other students their AR tests. Is that not insane?? Basically when I was helping on fridays giving the kids tests on the computer, that's what my daughter is doing now. Alex says only her and a boy Pearson get to do this. She has been using the computer since she was 2 and surfing her favorite kiddie sites for the past few years so I guess she probably is pretty good. Makes me proud!!

Friday, February 23, 2007

You'll Be Scratching Your Head After This One.....

Since I'm making Sheri want another, this is a post for her. I have became excessively neurotic, paranoid to death about headlice. OCD maybe?? This is a reason we should all homeschool our kids. Not only do we get every virus and sickness we have to worry about creepy crawling things in our kids hair. Everytime I see Alex itch her head I start asking how long it's been itching and if anyone in her class has had headlice lately. Then I start searching her head like a chimpanzee looking for bugs to eat. The past few weeks its been almost a nightly ritual. So far I havent found anything but my efforts and Dave and I screaming back and forth on what the itching could be from, I think caused Alex to say something to her teacher. She was sent to the office the other day and they checked her head. Their conclusion: Dry scalp, the same thing Dave was saying which had him saying "I told you so!" Asshat.

I probably wouldn't be so obsessive about the issue but I remember as a kid getting headlice and my sister's getting headlice and mom having to wash everything over and over. Cleaning the couch, washing all the coats, washing our beds, sterlizing hair brushes. Then there's that awful RID shampoo and the constant searches on if you got the nits out of the hair. It's just a grueling process I'd rather not go through. I get notes a few times a month saying a chid on the bus has had headlice. A child in your child's classroom has headlice. We have had an outbreak of headlice this week in our school. How could any parent not be paranoid. It's came to the point where I ask Alex to please shove her coat in her bag and not to share any hair brushes with the girls at school.

Sad thing is, if I'm worried this much about headlice, something so minimal, what's it going to be like when she's older in highschool and I have to worry about her out having s-e-x.

Thursday, February 22, 2007

My Babies

When I look at Damien with Mia, I just can't believe he was that small 19 mths ago. I was so afraid when bringing Mia home that he was going to be awful to her but instead he loves her to death. I think having them close in age like this, as trying as it's been, was probably a good thing.

Tuesday, February 20, 2007

Some New Shots

Not much has been going on around here. Had Dominic's Birthday Party on Sunday and that was alot of fun. Alex got her Girl Scout Cookies and now we're delivering them. Oh what fun! Mia is doing better daily in the evenings but hopefully will quit waking at 3:30 one of these days so we can have a full nights rest eventually! I have not lost anymore weight but gained a few pounds. I think the loss was all just breastfeeding. We'll see though.


My kids are looking into new sports. I told them to pick whatever and we'd price it. Dominic = Karate. Miss Alex is saying Ballet. Hmm... I know this is expensive but if she wants to try I'm all for it. Anyone have a kiddo in ballet and what's your perspective on it?? She's taken gymnastics for 2 years and I hate to see her quit but I don't want to force the kid. Here's some new pictures below.

Dominic before heading to school.

Mia sitting up on the Couch.

School Valentine's Day Loot!


Daddy holding his little girl. He was mad because I kept taking pictures while he was on the phone. lolDamien playing with TMX Elmo. The kids got it finally and think it's hilarious especially when he bashes his head into the baby gate blocking the kitchen.
Mia is doing quite well in the bumbo already!


Damien eating a Cartwheel Cookie and playing with the other boxes. Mia has been sticking her tongue out and I have to say it's pretty darn cute!
Now it looks like Damien's going to eat her ear but he was really going to give her a kiss. lol

Saturday, February 17, 2007

The Quitting Has Begun and So Has the Losing??

Well I'm on the road to quitting.....breastfeeding that is. I'm pumping when uncomfortable and right now I'm at 10 hours since and feeling not too engorged. This is one of the most mentally challenging things a woman ever has to do in her life. My brain keeps saying "what the hell are you doing? Quitter!" This happens every freakin time but I'm done. I just can't. I figured alone with pumping and breastfeeding her I was throwing away like 4 + hours a day and that's alot for me considering I have Damien and Dominic home to take care of and tons of housework to do. I'm kinda sad about the whole deal since this is my last experience of breastfeeding but I know she's going to be just fine on formula.

So I got on the scales this morning. I'm down another 5 lbs. (Cringes) This is great though! But it could be from breastfeeding so then I start wondering if I'm making the right choice. Ugh! I'm not going to start back up though. I'm not! So I'm now 170 lbs, the lightest I've been since pregnant with Alex. The weightloss is nice but when I look at myself I just laugh.

Imagine this if you will. Take a container of playdough. Roll it with your hands into a fat rope. Make a peace sign with your fingers and place it gently on the rolled out playdough. Stand it up. That's my body. LOL I look like I was ran over with a car. My waist is small but my bottom half is huge. My boobs area and below needs a bit taken off as well. I look horrible without clothes BUT people say I look great in clothes so I guess that's all that matters right? Not like I need to be running around naked around them all anyways. I always told Dave I would do a tummy tuck after kids but that last surgery made me seriously change my mind. I don't think I want to do an elective surgery and cause myself a ton of pain on purpose.

Now I wonder if I can just keep it off. I want to work out but it's flat impossible right now with Mia unless I do it whenever during the day when she's sleeping but I also have Damien to worry about. I want to eat right too but GOD IT'S SO HARD! I don't have time to eat so I'll grab cookies or eat what the kids are eating. I know there are alot of portioned low calorie items and frozen meals so for now I'm going to just try watching what I eat and see what that does. Any other ideas to help? Let me know! I could use support and help! This is huge to me since seriously I haven't weighed this much in almost 7 years!!

Wednesday, February 14, 2007

Ugh! Snot Again!

Snot has taken over my house. Green snot, clear snot, bubble snot, and boogers. We thought we were going to find Mia dead in the morning due to her inability to breathe through her nose. I suctioned her over and over with a bulb though the night. Damien keeps waking groaning from feeling like crap. His snot is just pouring out his nose and Benadryl won't make it stop.

I am seriously thinking about quitting the whole breastfeeding thing. I've got my supply up enough to feed her but I'm just not digging it like I was with the others. I'm sore, tired of it and I think having 3 other kids to deal with is just making it too hard. Plus I just want my body back. I've been going through this for a week or so now. Back and forth. I just don't know what to do. Dave says if I stop I'll regret it and he's right so I just keep doing it. I just hate feeling like a milk machine. As far as Mia's sleep routine, she's getting better and I'm not sure why. We've started giving her gas drops nightly around 7 and we pretty much cater to her and have been trying to get her to bed on her own around 9:45 although she doesn't fall asleep till around 10:30 or so. It's worked the past 2 nights!! I hope this trend continues.

Minus out the breastfeeding/snot and things are going really really well. It's hard to believe a month ago now I was wishing God would just take me out. I seriously wanted to die. I'm not much of a baby when it comes to pain, I'm pretty tough actually but that crap of 2 surgeries in 1 week just about killed me. I was in so much pain, it's really hard to imagine that pain now because I feel so good! I'm wearing my old jeans, I'm losing weight, life is just awesome!! I think that God handed me the pain and health problems so I can see that family really does matter and they are there for you when you need them. If you remember I had a huge fight with my mom about 3 weeks before Mia's birth and told her I didn't need her help or my sister's. They both ended up helping with the kids along with my other sister Jill, my Dad & Karen, my Grandma, and Cathy a family friend.

I can't wait till this crappy weather finally leaves so I can get out and about with my munchkins. I want to take them to the mall, the park, the zoo, the kid's museum, the library....I want to do it all! I would like to show little Mia off some more. The weather is the only thing holding me back. Today's high is 18 degrees. The other day I got my fingers stuck to the latch on our dog's pen from this bitter cold. Well atleast it wasn't my tongue, but it still hurt like hell pulling it off. Never grab snow before touching metal!

Sunday, February 11, 2007

More Coughs, Vomit, and Diarrhea

Mia was up to her same shananigans this weekend but that's nothing compared to what Damien threw at us........literally. Last night Mia finally went down at 11:30 so we went to bed. 12:30 we were just about to..... eh hem when I heard Damien coughing and choking so I went to check on him. Throw up smell hit me right when I go to pick him up and my arms are all wet. I went ahead and took him to the bathroom with me gagging away because I knew he needed a bath and yelled at D to get up. Poor guy was soaked with brown puke but overall in a good mood. Gave him a bath, changed his sheets. 1 AM. Throws up again everywhere. Get up and put him back in the tub, change the sheets. Get him ready for bed. This time, facing me while I'm dressing him he starts to puke. Thank god his towel was right there so I held it as he puked over and over. Dave and I both came to agreement that this pretty much killed the mood since it was now 2 am and we were just going to get whatever little sleep we could by this point. lol Oh I am really starting to hate our nights. Have I mentioned I haven't been in my hot tub for like 2 months now? That alone makes me wanna cry.

Friday, February 09, 2007

Crying Over Spilt Milk

What makes us so attached as mothers to our milk? I remember in the hospital (for the pancreatitis) that whole time, pumping and dumping it put a pit in my stomach and I felt awful but knew I couldn't give her milk with morphine. This morning, after a 15 minute hurried session of pumping, I knocked over a bottle of pumped milk. I wanted to cry, I didn't but I seriously wanted to cry as I can't get a good supply as it is. 5 minutes later Mia is screaming to eat and I'm less a few ounces in the bottle since I was able to pick it up quickly not spilling it all. It was rather depressing because I did have to give her formula after that. When breastfeeding and pumping, formula for some reason is the enemy but then when you quit...it's like your best friend. It's strange. But anyways.
Mia is officially one month old. She's getting so big already and guess what? I got my first smile this morning. Now I know the pictures are rather blurry, sorry but I didn't want to blind the poor kid with a flash so I shut it off. It's the cutest little thing seeing her mouth just open up and her smile going from cheek to cheek.

Along with this new smiling when you talk to her, she's looking around at everything. She is amazed with the faces of us all and the decor hanging on the walls. She sees quite clearly now. If her soothie falls out of her mouth and she's laying on the couch, she looks straight at it and tries to wiggle it back into her mouth. We had another night of wailing from about 7:30 to 11:00. I've gave up on having her sleep in the bassinet in our room and she's just going to sleep with us. It's easier to soothe her in bed with us then going to her bed. I'm hoping that it'll all stop soon and she will be a much easier baby to deal with in the evenings but with the two of us passing her off back and forth to deal with the other three, I think we'll manage. She's driving me nuts more than Daddy. I think he enjoys her evening fits and trying to calm her. He is totally in love with his new little girl. I can't wait to see what she's doing next month, hopefully not crying! lol Here's some new pictures of her.




Thursday, February 08, 2007

Terrible 1 1/2's

Who ever said that the terrible part starts at 2's must have been smokin' crack. Kids are not angels till they turn 2 and then automatically turn into monkeys. It's a gradual process that starts as soon as they start walking then when they can start opening cabinets and such. Well looking at this picture, you can just see in his eyes he's up to no good. The camera got smacked hard after I snapped this.

He's dragging out everything he can get into, smacking, throwing, crying at bedtime, screaming, fits on the floor, and "uh-uh" being said all the time. He's actually big enough that he can hurt Dominic now. He's popped him in the eye a few times and thrown toys at him but his favorite thing to do is to take Dom's toys and run, laughing like a mad man. I must say "NO!" a few hundred times a day now. The worst part is when Dominic comes home from school and they start fighting over toys. Damien knows the games now that he's older. He's not just going to give in like a little 1 year old would. He fights to the finish.
I think it's becoming obvious to us that Mia has Colic in the evenings. She's fine after she gets to bed but the hours and hours of screaming in the evening is just not normal. Last night I'd get her settled and then she'd just wake up instantly, binkie dropping out of her mouth, face purple, and screams of death exited her little body with her legs straight as they could be. You'd be right there watching her the whole time going "what the hell happened!!!??" It was if someone squashed her little hand is a door. Poor kid. I'd pick her up and jiggle her up and down with her head over my shoulder and she was fine. So along with giving her gas drops nightly, we're wrapping blankets around her waist in the evening and bedtime and hopefully that tightness will help. This is what we did with Alex. I think the reason she's only woke up once a night the whole time she's been home is because by the time 11:30 or midnight rolls around, she's just pooped out from crying for 4 hours.

Yesterday I had a super sore boob. I think it was a blocked duct and by the evening it was feeling better. Not only was it sore in this spot but I had shooting pains in it. Not nice at all. Everyday I think I should just quit breastfeeding but then there's this huge guilt trip that hits me and my mind says "quitter!" I'll suck up the pain of sore boobs though for our little girl even though it's a pain in the ass. It gets hard to do each kid you add plus the pumping all the time....the smelly bras. The one thing that is well worth it though? Well of course giving her a good start to life but also spraying your husband in bed for saying something stupid that he finds entirely funny. Like is ex contacting him on MySpace.

Wednesday, February 07, 2007

Whoa Whoa Whoa MySpace!

There needs to be some additional rules to MySpace on who can contact who on there. Last night while I was booby feeding Mia, reading Alex's Accelerated Reader books, and playing cars with Damien on my legs, I heard Dave sorta chuckle while on the computer. Seems his ex-girlfriend Amy has found him on there and would like him to email her back.

ALittle history:
  • 1992- met Dave at the mall through a boyfriend thought he was cute then but never thought anything of it.
  • Summer 1993 (16 yrs old)-ran into D, exchanged phone numbers and hooked up for a few weeks only to find out he LIED and never broke up with psycho girl Amy, she was in CO on vacation meeting Pope John Paul. Went on a talking strike of 8 months from him. I was so pissed. Had several boyfriends after this.
  • Jan 1994- started talking again since we had the same friends and he was still with Amy. Amy found our friendship not so good on her part because of the past experience and he started coming over afterschool and hanging out at my place all the time. Started seeing each other behind her back since he told her it was over and she wouldn't get the clue. She started trying to sic her friends on me to kick my butt since she was only around 5 ft and 100 lbs at that time. She chased us around town, stalked my house, called my house, egged my car.
  • Finally April of 1994 she got the hint they were over and went on dating someone else. So we've been together nearly 13 years now.
I'm not worried about her contacting him at all or the fact that she "can't believe we're still together." Whatever. And she says "4 kids wow. I can't say much as I have 5." Yeah well our kids don't have different daddys and aren't on welfare. I actually ran into her at our Social Service office once when turning in paperwork for daycare so I could get paid by people on welfare who used their money services. Isn't that funny? If he contacts her back I may have to kill him but I know he isn't going anywhere.

Last night we went out to eat for the first time since before Mia. It actually went rather well. We went to Applebee's for their Tuesday .99 kids meals and we had a gift card from Christmas. Mia slept the whole way through, Dominic played with his bag of trains, and Alex worked on her Highlights Puzzlemania book. Damien however didn't dig the wait and mommy forgot to get something for him to do. He got alittle fussy. They ate really good though. I ate a Clubhouse Grill and didn't have any problems digesting it without a gallbladder. lol

As far as Mia's evening home goes. It was worse than any night we've had so far. I was up with her till 1 Am this time. Maybe because a drank a pop at Applebees? Jeez us who knows. We had the normal fussiness till around 11 or so and I thought she was going to go to sleep. Dave told me to drag her pack n play over to the bed so i could just keep reaching over and putting a binkie in her mouth so I did. That was nice not getting out of bed 50 times. She wouldn't though go to sleep at all and kept fussing. I breastfed her atleast 2-3 times even. Finally I gave up after that 1 am feeding and she slept with us. She's ending up with us in bed everynight because of this little fit throwing. I DID videotape some of the evening. So here for your viewing pleasure below is one or should I say two unhappy babies. lol

Tuesday, February 06, 2007

Hi.

How can you dislike something so precious and cute? Last night's bedtime routine was the exact same. I'm confused. How can a baby be perfect all day and then turn to a monster at night? When I said she sounds like Donald Duck, I'm not kidding. Purple face, arched back, arms punching anything she hits. Could she get gas nightly before bedtime? I need help. I plan on making a video tonight so everyone can see what we are dealing with. I know it's just my emotions but I keep wondering maybe #4 wasn't such a good idea. It just comes and goes on my feelings on that. We couldn't really have changed much since she was an accident. One good thing though, I've lost 40 lbs now since I came home from the hospital. Hoooray!

Monday, February 05, 2007

Rambling. I'll Blame Sleep Deprivation

Things are hectic right now with Mia. Daddy's lil' Italian Princess is getting on my nerves. Crying baby.....anyone?? Anyone?? Bueller??? Ok I'm just joking but Mia's got some issues in the evening and it's getting rough. You know we do have a bedtime, around 10:30. First Dave gets up around 5 ish to get ready and leave for work. I get up around 6-6:30 to get Alex and Dom ready for school, Damien's up around 7:30. I have no problem getting out of bed early, done it for YEARS daily to keep up with the rugrats even on Saturday and Sunday but this not going to bed till around 11:30 is just not working. We've tried everything with the girlie. Keeping her up, feeding her till she's about to explode, bouncing her on our shoulders, walking, etc. She gets this attitude around 8 when the other kids are going to bed and pretty much fusses and cries till 11:30. It's reminding me ALOT of Miss Alex who had Colic as an infant. That child screamed all night long, throughout the night. That's alot for someone who's 22 to take by the way. We both about ready to see if a grandparent was ready to adopt. After the Superbowl we dug out a DVD of Alex as a baby, the same age. I about jumped off the couch. Twins 6 years apart. It was incredible. The cries, the hair, the face. I just can't even believe they are that close. We could see it in the pictures but seeing it on video makes it more real. Alex was smiling ear to ear. She loves that she's going to have alittle mini me.
This weekend we attempted a couple trips to the store. The first time I went solo with all 4. I was praying to God that we were going to make it in and out without anything going wrong. I told Dominic a good twenty times that it wasn't his birthday yet and we were getting gifts for Alex's friend's parties. He's been erupting a bawling fit at the store because he knows his birthday is coming soon. Well we got in and out with no problems. Our trip to Walmart with Dave and all four in tow ended up as a complete disaster though. First, Mia slept and was an angel. Alex though, has this cough and started coughing and gagging with her eyes watering and snot racing out of her nose. Dominic was constantly jumping off the front of the basket, running infront of people. Damien had his first breakdown ever at a store. I'm not sure what happened but he's never acted like that ever. If he could flip off someone, he would have done it to about a few dozen people but all he could say was scream "uh-uh!!" at them trying to bat at them with his little hands, and cry even more. Strangers were coming up and trying to talk to him and offer their magic touch to make him stop. We're pretty sure he was starving since he didn't eat a good lunch. We got home and he ate a ton of cherrios and mac n cheese. Problem solved.
The great flood of medical bills has started to arrive at our house. With insurance and that max out of pocket payout we should owe around $2500. That's great because so far we're up to around $35K in medical bills. Still waiting for anestesiologist bills. With my nice additional stay in the hospital for the pancreatitis, that alone was $20,500. Can you believe a CT scan is supposedly around $3,000?? Oh yeah it gets better. I should price it all out on here. According to the hospital, their rooms per night rate are better than any celebrity hotel. I could have taken the kids to that Nick Jr Hotel they want to go to so bad about 10 times or so with how much the hospital room was. No wonder our healthcare system sucks. Alex's bills total were around $10K back in 2000 and Mia's are somewhere around $15K. Let's all move to Canada!! Ok I'm done.

Thursday, February 01, 2007

The Nookie

Last night around 9:30ish, I started getting rather excited about going to bed. And going to sleep. I started cleaning the toy covered frontroom floor, put the dog out to pee, pumped my boobs real quick, and brushed my teeth. Time for bed! Woo hoo!! Before heading that direction though, I got this look from Dave, "the look" and then out came "can we do anything tonight?" Fuck. Shit. Damn it. I don't know why, but being stupid I said back, "Ha ha. No. I'm really enjoying this break." Whooooops! I tried to fix what I said by saying, "I didn't really mean it that way, I'm just really tired and want to hurry and get to sleep before I have to get up in the middle of the night." 'Nuff said. I thought.

Mia AGAIN doesn't understand 10:30 is the latest she's to stay up so we can go to bed so I took 30 minutes to get her asleep again. Then I laid there, and laid there, till around 11:30 when the guilt of my comment made me roll over and ask, "are you mad at me?" (sigh) Everytime I say no I have this guilt that hangs over my body in bed almost like Chinese Water Torture that prevents me from getting a wink of sleep. It sucks. His response back was, "No I'm not mad but I really didn't like what you said." Dude! I just want some freakin sleep! So I responded, "I'm sorry but I'm just tired, you even said you were tired the other day and wanted to start trying to get to bed earlier."

Now we haven't done anything for about 3 1/2 weeks which is like a miracle, actually in 12 1/2 years that's the longest break we've ever had and is it bad that I'm enjoying it? lol Is it bad that I want a few extra minutes of sleep? Long story short, we did go for it and it didn't work out. I'm blaming breastfeeding. Well that and it wasn't really romantic after all that had happened and then you know using condoms........ oh and can't forget my panic attack that I could possibly get pregnant again even with a condom. I feel bad for him, and guilty for not giving it up on demand. I know guys need stress relievers and all but I think at the moment my stress reliever is a good night's sleep. Does anyone else ever feel guilty about not givin' it up?