Storm--How's it going? Is the house feeling more like your own? How far away from being finished are you? I understand that feeling of carrying (no pun intended!) out a move and being the only responsible for it. I always explain to OH that we need to cull our stuff before the packers come, and even though we've moved four time together, he still just wants to chuck junk into bags and "deal with it later." We still have stuff to "deal with later" back from three houses ago!
Didn't Rowan get a c/s with Martha in tow as well? It seems like you two both have crazy amounts of energy, and she did seem to do well. Why do you think you might need a section?
And how are the cats? Have they settled down yet? Poor things. What does L think of all of this chaos? Is she comfortable enough in your Dad's old house to not really notice that you're switching?
Kitty--how are you doing? Yay for Blake not throwing up his food!
Borboleta--Wow! That is a really good price for the plastic surgery. My greatest desire would be a tummy tuck, or whatever they do to reduce the stretched skin I have from pregnancy and plain ol' fatness. It sounds like you're having (had? Are they still there?) a lovely time with both your Dad and his girlfriend. How long has she and your Dad been together?
Charlie--Four days of labour? And no pain killer until the end? Wow. You are Superwoman! J also got caught on the way down, but I was demanding painkillers the minute we arrived at L&D. Luckily I was already 6cm dilated.
Angel--How is the BRAT diet going? Did your OH finally get it? And how is little D--any better? Can you get him to drink liquids at least, so he isn't dehydrated? Do you know what is causing D's runs to begin with? Do you know where could he have caught the bug, and why doesn't S have it, too?
And how are your cards? How long does it take you to make one? I remember the lovely ones from last year were very beautifully detailed. Are these similar?
SK--I totally agree with you about our LOs understanding more than they are able to say. Silly F--they always do that, don't they? Cats and toddlers will make a liar out of us every time! Did the nurse believe you when you said that he speaks just fine at home? J does the same; when at the Sunday Dinner, he says hardly anything in the wake of his loud and yappy cousins, so everyone but Oma and Pake think he's a very quiet boy.
That sounds like very lovely booty you got from the fancy shop! What does F think about all the foxy things?
Claire--I don't think I realized that L still doesn't STTN! I knew there were major problems with sleep earlier, but I didn't realize it was still happening! How many times a night will little L get up now? Are you still as exhausted as you were before? In other words, has it at least gotten better?
And how is your mum? Is she still on bed rest?
Kosh--Thanks, kosh. I do feel a million times better now. I feel like I'm always waiting for the other shoe to drop with J. It's silly, I know, but autism dominated my list of worries until now. And how are you? Do you like your current work project as much as the last one?
Leeze--how are you doing? How's Kia's teething going?
Indigo--this is from a while back, but your description of the kite festival and the beach sounds heavenly. I had a boyfriend who was doing his PhD at Duke, and he told me that, because they have no air conditioner at home, he worked naked!
AFU--J is constantly singing. Baa Baa, Twinkle Twinkle, ABC and Itsy Bitsy Spider are his entire repertoire, unfortunately. I had to make a playlist of only those four songs, and it's driving me batty. He also insists on calling my parents, asks to speak to each in turn, and bellows songs at them. He even leaves them songs as a message if no one answers.
We managed to fix the 3:30 am and 5 am wake-ups, thank heaven! Well,
I fixed it, of course. OH has promised to stay out of his room if J cries before six, but it turns out J hasn't even made a peep before 6 am since. It's probably because I also pushed back J's bedtime. Though this was over the protest of OH, who likes the early bedtime because it gives him more "me" time.
And my computer came back with exactly the same problems as before. I am just too rough on my laptops, though, to be fair to me, J is even rougher! But OH has professional development money kicking around, and since I now have brand new parts in this one (they replaced almost everything), I might trade it in to get more money off of a new one. Though, the idea of losing this computer makes me tired; I'd have to do a lot of work in order to transfer stuff from this one to a new one. What's sad is that this one isn't even three years old! Stupid maraca.
Okay, posting this behemoth now before something goes wrong and I lose the post!