Guys – if female things make you uncomfortable, this is not the post for you.
Remember when I had to have a pregnancy test because my dot hadn’t arrived yet? That was April 1. It took another almost 3 months and it finally showed up. That’s 25 months without a visit from my friend, most likely due to the fact that I’m still nursing Christiano.
Why the heck was I so anxious for it to make an appearance?
It came back 3 days ago…
with a vengeance.
Wednesday night Pato called and told me he was going to play soccer after work. I burst out into tears. He came straight home, I heard the door chime, opened the door and there he was with 2 HUGE Hershey’s bars – one with almonds, one with dark chocolate and cookies. He also had 4 small cookies and cream bars and a bag of Twizzler’s. (Ok, he actually knocked.)
Let me serenade him for a bit –
They really should have mentioned bringing home chocolate to a woman who has cramps and back pain.
I was sitting here at my desk, happily munching on the almond bar and using my Twizzler as a straw in my diet Pepsi when Jordan came over and tried to snag my chocolate.
I believe I snarled.
GEEZ MOM! I am NEVER getting married.
Sorry dude. Back off the chocolate.
I’m feeling slightly more rational now that I am on the tail end of it but for the first 3 days I was in a PMS-like fog. No patience. EVERYTHING made me cry or yell or want to run away, far away, from home. Plus, I’ve always had killer cramps accompanied by bad lower back pain and headaches. After a few days the fog clears and the sun comes out again. I don’t get pre-menstrual syndrome to warn me it’s on it’s way. Mine comes out of nowhere and I’m mommy dearest for the first 3 days or so. (Possibly not out of nowhere – if I use a calendar, but seeing as I haven’t had it in 25 months, this one came out of nowhere.)
In other news, Alyce fell off my princess and the pea bed last night. The kids usually go in my room, lay on my bed, read books, play games, etc. (Everyone but Christiano, until he can get up and down on his own, he’s not allowed on it without me.)
We’ve told them more than once no jumping on my new bed.
I was doing the dishes last night when I heard a crash. I went running. I was scared to death Alyce had broken her neck when I saw her laying on the floor.
Oh, her and Katiana decided it would be a brilliant idea to jump on my bed – when I was otherwise occupied. Alyce fell off, hit the foot board, and crashed.
No broken bones. Thank God. She has a nice road rash on her chest and chin.
Literally, it looks like road rash.
They aren’t allowed to read in my bed anymore when I’m not in there. If they can’t do what they are supposed to do, they can go read in their own beds.
I was ticked once I knew her neck was fine and there wasn’t a rib bone poking out anywhere. I think things like, so help me God if her neck is broken, and you’re so lucky her neck isn’t broken, she could have died or been paralyzed, and if you hadn’t been jumping on my bed, do you think your sister would have been? came flying out of my mouth.
The answer to that last question would be a no.
Alyce does EVERYTHING the other 2 do.
Needless to say, everyone was in tears when I was done with my verbal rampage. (Did I mention I had my little friend and am slightly cranky?) My kitchen and living room have never been cleaner. 
(For those who are new here, Jordan’s chore is to pick up the kitchen so I can sweep, mop, wash, etc. Kat and Alyce pick up the living room.) I’ve never seen them move so quickly or do their chores so thoroughly. When I went in, Jordan had even washed the kitchen counters AND the table. Trying to get on my good side I see.
I do think they finally got the point about jumping on my new bed. Obviously saying, now children, you cannot jump on my new bed. You’ll ruin my springs and more importantly someone could fall off and get hurt doesn’t work.
If you missed my post about my new bed, I need a step stool to get up in it.
I’m off to bake some bird bread, empty the dishwasher, and vacuum. Then I need to clean off toys and perches in the bird cages even though I just did that all 3 days ago, including sending them all through the dishwasher. Dirty little budgies.
Then I need to make a run to Pet Smart to get some new dishes to hang off the baby lovebird’s cage now that she is perching and flitting from here to there. She doesn’t even look at the tray on the floor anymore.
My baby is growing up. You know, I’ve had her a whole week.
Remind me someday to tell you about the “bird experts” at Pet Smart. I know more about birds than they do.
Have a great day!
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