Migraine?

So yesterday evening was one to forget. Between the hours of 4 pm and 7:30 (when we put the boys to bed for an early bedtime) my children were apparently abducted and replaced by screaming, fighting, whiny,misbehaving banshees. Had to have been. So, once we got them to bed, the husband and I collapsed on th couch to watch some mind-numbing tv. We needed it. Somewhere towards the end of the show we were watching I started getting a terrible headache. Finally, after trying to tough it out, I asked Jesse to get me some Tylenol. I could barely even see straight when I took them. Two minutes later, I felt like I was going to throw up. I did. It was not pretty (but I guess I've never heard anyone use the adjective pretty when describing puking). I felt much better afterward.

So, the whole point of this post is that I wonder if this was a migraine, and if so, I hope I never get one again and I feel so so bad for those who get them on a regular basis. Yikes.

Sloan's dresser

I finally found the perfect, old, not in great shape dresser to use for Sloan's clothes when he and Jackson finally share a room (which, may be a long time away...). I found this beauty at the Salvation Army. What love about using old dressers and painting them to make them new, is that I can find one that is solid wood, well built with dovetail joinery and a classic look. This dresser cost me $65 and has similar detail to Jackson's dresser (which cost me $35 at Goodwill in Traverse City....sigh, I miss that Goodwill. It always had nice stuff). Anyhoo, it's getting primed and painted burning umber, or red. After picture to come soon (hopefully).

A typical day

This is a typical day with Sloan. Here, he is sitting in timeout, but it's self-enforced (he wouldn't tell me why he was in timeout) and he's eating a piece of bread while the dog patiently, pathetically waits for the inevitable crumbs to be dropped. Oh, and Sloan has staked claim to Jackson's cowboy boots.

I'm baaaaack!

Ok, so if no one reads this, then I have only myself to blame because it's been forever since I last posted.

So, the last post I wrote was dramatically despairing. I'm much better now. I've readjusted my attitude and the morning sickness is gone, which helps tremendously. Since the last post, school has started (5 day a week pre-k for Jackson and MDO for Sloan). I was definitely sure that Jackson was ready for 5 day a week school, but I wasn't prepared for it as much as I thought. I miss having him home every other day and it seems that in addition to soccer starting up, we are always doing something everyday of the week. I guess this is how it will be until baby #3 is grown and out of the house...

Also, I've been busy rearranging, redecorating (sorta) Jackson's room in preparation for his sharing it with SLoan. We just got bunk beds and I've been in search for a dresser for Sloan. If I were not so stubborn and cheap, I would just go and buy a new one, but I have a hard time paying full price for a new piece of furniture. That being said, I did buy a brand new bunk bed for them, but it was on-sale. I cannot justify buying brand new items (with the exception of couches and beds/mattresses). So, I've been scouring Goodwill, Salvation army, consignment stores and thrift stores for the perfect ugly dresser to repaint and spruce up.

In addition to redoing the boys' room, I've been searching my house for things to redo/repaint. we've live in this house for a year and a half now, which, based on our track record, is an eternity. By this point in almost every other house, we have started remodeling or started building or moved into another house for me to redecorate/redo. I'm starting to feel like things are getting stagnant. Yes, I may have a problem. It could be a sickness. I've even been looking at new house plans! I have no idea why, but I think I may be addicted to houses/ house plans. Don't worry, I have no plans on moving, but a girl can dream, right?? I guess it's my passion...(weird).

I was at hobby lobby the other day and was buying Christmas ornaments 40% off for a second, little tree in our house that will have "fun" ornaments. I bought those glass ornaments for each person in our family according to their "passions". A fish for my husband who has taken up fishing in our lake almost every other day. A basketball for Jackson who LOVES the sport. A tractor for Sloan who is obsessed with them. And then, I got stuck on what is my passion. I don't play sports anymore. While I do love shoes, I wouldn't call them my passion...I realized that I am into houses. Which is not really a hobby as defined by the Christmas ornament makers association, it seems.

so there ya go. the last 2-3 months of our life. Pictures of the updated boys' room coming soon!

What am I going to do when the third one comes???

So, this is really an addendum to the post below. I forgot to mention that I lost my cool this weekend. My husband went out of town chasing Hurricane Irene, which ended up not being much of anything. He was gone from Friday afternoon to Sunday night. which.was.an.eternity. Oh My Word. Taking care of two kids while puking and just feeling nauseous in general is not conducive to a healthy mental state. Soooo, I was not nice momma this past weekend, and Sunday night is the culmination of what I was feeling.

Sunday: husband calls and says he will be home around 8:00. I say, okay, kids took a late nap, so we will all be up waiting for you. I got the kids in the bath, scrubbed them down and we played in Jackson's room waiting for daddy. Kids play, start fighting over a car, wrestle, don't listen to me when I tell them to stop, so I lose it and yell (very loudly) to "STOP!!! FOr the love of all things, STOP!!!" Their response: they did stop! But they were frozen in place with looks of fear mixed with confusion mixed with 'did that just really happen?' on their faces. Hmm. I think they were like "OMG, she's finally lost it."

Immediately after, I regained my composure, apologized for yelling and gave them hugs, but told them they had to stop fighting. please. stop. fighting.

Yeah, we were all happy when daddy got home. I think they were like "thank the Lord, he's here! This woman is crazy!!!"

Morning sickness and other busy-ness

Holy Cow. I have had some bad morning sickness with this pregnancy. It seems that each pregnancy has gotten worse. My first, I had no sickness at all. My second, I had a little and this one has been horrendous. A couple of days ago, I realized I kept puking right after taking my prenatal vitamin, so I stopped. TMI? maybe, but don't worry about my baby's fetal development without prenatal vitamins. I go to the doctor tomorrow and they will prescribe me some that won't leave me locked in my house begging for mercy...

In addition to the morning sickness, we are in full-blown fall activities mode. I realize now that this is just the beginning. It won't end until all of my kids are graduated from high school and out of the house. Jackson has started 5 day a week preschool-in the mornings only, but on Mondays and Wednesdays, we go home, eat lunch and then get right back in the car to go to Baylor for speech. Add on top of that, soccer practice and games two days a week and the only normal days are Fridays. Feel sorry for me yet?? If not, it's okay. I just wish I had more energy. Being pregnant with the third is really exhausting because you have two other kids to take care of. they don't quite want to stay home and lay around all day and take long naps..... sigh. I'll get them back when they are in high school!!!

Sorry no pics on this post. I've got some I want to post, but I only just found a few minutes of time to write this post, never mind upload photos.

Traverse City Part II

You have to go cherry picking if you are in Traverse in the summer.

Sloan's first time cherry picking

another Traverse City tradition of ours is Moomers Ice Cream!  The store is right next to their family farm, where they keep the cows that make their ice cream and milk!  It's so good!

We all shared the Holy Cow-10 scoops of ice cream, 4 bananas, hot fudge, and an entire can of whipped cream!!

Good stuff.

We cheered Jackson on:  "Chug it! Chug it! Chug it!"

We swam in Long Lake (the lake our house was on) every chance we got.

I even got to celebrate my birthday at the lake!  What better way to spend a birthday than with my family in a beautiful place!

The little beach at our cottage.

The view from the house.  Long lake is so calm in the morning.