Sunday, March 18, 2012

Being Tested...

The girls have the stomach flu...or a 24 hour bug. I'm not sure which and I don't think it really matters. Cecilia started a few days ago and we thought it had something to do with her not being able to go poop. Well her trying to throw up went away mostly yesterday and I thought we were done and over with the episodes. But then last night it started all over again with Kitty. I went in their room to see why she was crying and she had thrown up all over her bed, so off to the bathroom for a quick wash down. We bunked downstairs last night. Big blanket and a towels all over that. Poor Kitty threw up all night and was just spent from her little body doing all that work. Cecilia pooped all over herself and her bed last night a few hours later, which meant another trip to the bathtub for another wash down. Then down came Cici to hang out with us. Several towels later and a few changes of clothes, Kitty started having less dry heaves less often. 5am...that was when I finally got to bed. I felt bad leaving Cisco with the girls while I went to bed since he had just gotten home from work, but if I had any chance of doing it all during the day and while he went to work today then I had to get some sleep.

When I woke up a short 4 hours later Kitty seemed like she was doing much much better as well as Cecilia. Not too long after I was happy and thinking we were over it Charlie started. I was in the middle of changing Cici's bed and heard Charlie trying to throw up. UUUGGGGHHHHH....I got happy way too soon.

So now here I sit with Charlie on the side of me hoping that she doesn't get sick throughout the night, but my fingers are starting to hurt from crossing them so hard.

The kids had asked lastnight if they could camp out in the family room last night and I almost said no, but then the girls started getting sick and I was so glad I said yes, cause then they wouldn't have been able to help me cause they would have been asleep sooner. I am so glad they were both home, they were great. Helped with everything. I just have to figure out what to do for them to thank them for pulling an all nighter with me. Back in the day I would have told them that they could skip a day of school but I can't do that anymore...especially since Anthony needs to work on his grades. Well I'm sure I'll think of something.

I think these past two days have tested my patience to the point of nearly breaking me. I'm exhausted, the babies are cranky and moody and cannot be consoled. They cry cause they want to be picked up, but then they cry cause they want to be put down, then they want juice, then they don't. They don't know what they want and they make sure that I know it. When 10pm hit and Kitty and Cici were screaming and didn't want to go to bed but didn't want to lay down downstairs either that was it for me. I stuck them in their beds, bid them good night and was done. I just couldn't take it any more. I didn't care if they cried for hours upon hours, I just had to do something with them. It's funny cause it took all of 10 minutes for them to quiet down.

I guess this shouldn't come to much of a surprise to me, for God's sake there ARE 3 of them. I guess it is just something I better get used to.

Saturday, March 17, 2012

What to do what to do...

with all these clothes and other things that the girls have that I refuse to sell at a garage sale for like a $1. Well I have a girlfriend that is having a little girl so I am setting aside things for her. I take such good care of my things that I would want to sell their Christmas dresses for like $10 especially since they only wore them once and are still brand new! So I will be trecking onto the Ebay website to see how it does for me. I think I will have to go to the USPS website and see how much their flat rate shipping costs are and add that to the price of the items. Next is do I just sell them for what I want or do I have people bid for them? Choices choices. Well wish me luck, maybe since I'm not working and just taking care of the girls this will be my new side job!

Wednesday, March 7, 2012

The Call of Midnight

The wind is howling like crazy...nothing worse than it keeping your baby up, along with her cold. I know something being x3!

I thought it was allergies at first, it still might be, I'll see and know more when the sun comes up. Their runny noses and congested little heads made it near impossible for anyone to get a nap in and made me not be able to shower due to said nap not being taken.

Fast forward to bed time and I know they are all over tired, but I am pleasantly surprised at how easy they went down. Until 30 minutes later when Kitty work up with an attitude like she had some revenge to get at me for something unknown. She was up until 11pm...ugh, well finally she went to sleep in my bed and I was content to leave her there, I was starting to fall asleep until I realized how cold the wind had made it feel in the house. All I could think was if Cisco had turned the thermostat off earlier today or left it on, it certainly felt like he turned it off. You know how when someone falls asleep on you and you do that awkward move to slide out of bed without disturbing them? (I like to think of it as the one night stand slide) well that is what I was doing to get out from under Kitty, it worked but left her close to the edge of the bed and all I could hope for was enough time to turn the heater up and come
Back to take her to her crib. Well, before I could make it down the first step Cici decided the wind was too much as well as her stuffy nose so in the room I went praying that a little holding would do the trick. It did and she fell back asleep fairly quickly. So down the stairs to let the dog out, turn the thermostat up and text Cisco begging for a reprieve. On my way back to my room to fetch a still sleeping Kitty, Cici woke again. Well I had decided that I better hope me transferring one dead sleeping baby to tend to a crying one didn't wake up more than the one that was already awake, it didn't.

So here I sit, rocking Cici listening to the wind do a number to the outside trees and the bench that keeps knocking against the railing on the front of the house (which I'm sure will wake up one of the girls later...again). I'm tired, I feel dirty and I just remembered my kitchen still has food siting out from dinner.

Oh well, like Scarlett O'Hara said "I can't think about that now, I'll think about that tomorrow".

Monday, March 5, 2012

This Little Light...

Sometimes I wish I could see the greatness, the light at the end of the tunnel. But all too often I only see the long days, filled with screaming, fighting and unhappiness from not being able to reach a sippy cup or not being able to have the last bite of oatmeal, I speak of the girls of course. There are those times in the day where it is pure bliss. Everyone is happy, they play nicely, get along, give kisses to each other and are so pleasant that I am amazed at the other feelings that I have of misery from time to time due to just being overwhelmed in general.

Right now is one of those times where no matter how hard we try they are just impossible to make happy, due to nap time fast approaching. One trip and fall leads to screaming and not being able to console, one snatch of a toy from another baby incites a riot of temper tantrums that eventually gets another involved as well. It just seems to pile up, there are always going to be good times and bad, but I think if I keep the bigger goal in mind I will be ok, the bright light made by three girls at the end of my tunnel.