Thursday, February 23, 2012

It's Meow Kitty Party Time!

Tomorrow is QT's birthday. I can't even believe she's turning three. Where have the years gone? Where is my little baby snuggling in my arms? She's so big now I can't even lift her anymore, although we do still snuggle in bed sometimes.

I was off from work on Monday so I decided to spend the day with her as an early birthday present. We went to see Puss in Boots. She enjoyed the movie but I think she enjoyed eating an entire medium size popcorn even more. After the movie we visited the Build-a-Bear store where she selected a Hello Kitty, had it stuffed, gave it a bath and then picked out a cute robe with matching slippers. It dawned on me when we got home that Hello Kitty is actually a very self-centered little kitty. Her robe was covered in Hello Kitty faces and even her slippers had Hello Kitty heads on them. That would be like me getting a robe and slippers made with my face plastered all over them. Who wears clothes with pictures of themselves on them? Hello Kitty does, that's who.

Sunday we'll have her birthday party. February birthdays aren't really the easiest to plan for. SB has a great birthday at the end of September where I can plan something at the house but the weather is normally nice enough that the kids can get outside and run around. We have a small, inflatable bouncy house that we pull out and it's great to not have everyone crowded in our little house. But February? February is cold, snowy, rainy or muddy. There's no going outside. And, because she's not in school yet and doesn't really have friends her own age it's hard to plan a party out somewhere. Her cousins are a little too old for things that would be fun for her.

She got to pick her theme. Last year she had an owl themed party and this year she requested a "meow kitty" party. Really, it's just a party with invitations that have a kitty on them, a happy birthday banner with a kitty on it and thank-you cards with kitties on them. One of my nieces is making a cake with a kitty on it so that will round out the kitty theme.

I can't believe my little girl is growing up so fast.

Thursday, February 16, 2012

Spick and Span

Last Friday I had a cleaning lady come over to the house. Way back, before I had SB, I had a cleaning lady who would come once a month and clean the house. It was wonderful, except for the hours and hours and hours of cleaning I would do prior to her arrival. I'm a cluttered person both in my home and in my mind. So, I would spend large amounts of time moving and hiding clutter so that all the surfaces in my house could be cleaned. Well, to be honest, I just don't have the desire or the time to do that anymore and thus why I've been just muddling through on my own, because I couldn't imagine finding anyone willing to clean around my clutter. Until I did.

The woman is a friend of the woman who cleans my parent's home and my grandfather's home. When I called her I explained that I have three small children and that even if I didn't, my house would always be somewhat cluttered. I explained that I didn't want to have to spend time cleaning before she came to clean and she laughed and said it would be fine. We agreed that I would leave a list of what I wanted done and what I didn't really care so much about (dusting the wine bottles we never drink has never been a top priority for me whereas dusting the cobwebs out of the corners is) and she would take it from there. It was wonderful to come home to a half-clean home.

I plan on having her come back but need to figure out how this will work into our budget, which is pretty tight at the moment. I've been saving considerable money by not going out to lunch at work everyday so that will help.

There is so much more to talk about, potty-training, dieting, the perfect timing for our FET, etc. etc. etc. but I'm just too tired to even get started on all that. Hopefully one day soon.

Tuesday, February 7, 2012

My Aching Back

Yesterday, while reaching down to grab a onsie for Sully, I pulled my lower back. How is it possible for me to move furniture, lug pounds and pounds and pounds of laundry up and down two flights of stairs, carry around an 18 pound baby, etc. and yet pull my back while picking up a onsie???? I'm sure much of my back issues can be attributed to my weight. Weak stomach muscles make for weak backs. I've lost just about five pounds and am trying to recover from a weekend of not sticking with the healthiest of eating. Weekends really are my hardest time.

Monday, February 6, 2012

So Fancy

Don't you wish you had one?

Sully finally got his helmet on Friday. He's been in physical therapy for months now to try and correct his torticollis and although it's been improving he'll need to wear the helmet for three to four months to help correct his plagiocephaly. He's taken to it quite well and even slept in it all last night with no problems. I didn't think it was possible for him to get any cuter but I think he just might be cuter with the helmet on.

In other news, I am having a trial run with a house cleaner on Friday, which has prompted a rush of trying to organize things and clean off surfaces around the house. That is exactly what I hated about having cleaners the last time, was how much work it was to get ready for them to come over. I'm trying to come up with a list of the things I want cleaned and then just make sure those areas are able to be cleaned without too much time spent either by me or her pre-cleaning them. We'll see how it goes. It's funny how I want someone to clean my house but then feel embarassed by how dirty it is so I actually end up cleaning it before the cleaner comes.

So the battle against clutter was fought well this weekend and I came out on top. The battle with eating better was not fought nearly as well and I definitely came out on the bottom. I find it so much easier to stick with eating better when I'm at work. Being home all day on the weekends is just too much time for me to think about eating and then eventually give in. Maybe I need to start a new knitting project or something else to keep my hands busy - apparently having three kids isn't quite enough!