and some more on my favorite topics!

Well! I had  a really great day yesterday.  Work was calm and fun, my kids were cute and helpful, I felt connected to Dave, and I got all caught up on housework.  After Jesse’s stomach bug I wanted to do a good thorough house clean- and after a few days of working away at it, last night by 6pm, things felt clean and happy.  At 7 I got to head out to my women’s accountability group in the evening.  I always stay too late chatting, but it’s really refreshing and always lifts my spirits, so I go for it.   Although I didn’t get to bed until midnight, I knew I could get by on 6 hours of sleep no problem.

Well, this morning I tried to blog using worddle? Wordle?  It’s this website that will take a look at all my blog entries and make this cool graphic arts image that is like a huge cloud of words.  The words are all the most used ones in my blog.  Dave did it this summer, and Jesse, Janna and Chrissy were the biggest and boldest, and there were some funny ones in there, too.  Like potty and history.   So, I wanted to do a wordle because I was curious if SLEEP and PUKE would be among my most used words.  I feel like I’ve been blogging a lot about these wonderful topics lately.   Alas, I couldn’t get the thing to work on my computer, so I shall divulge the details of last night.

So heading to bed at midnight, I was awoken by a strange conversation between Dave and Katie at 3 am.  I could tell they were digging through a box together and talking about gravol.  Oh no. Dave came back to bed saying he and Katie were both feeling very sick to their stomachs.  OH NO.... NO.... NO.......   I have been having surges of morning sickness during the evenings and nights that my iron stomach has managed to stay on top of, but not so sure how I would do if influenced by others.   I also felt deflated at the thought of my clean house and bathrooms being re-germed.  Then, I realized I was thinking only about myself and that these poor people were sick, and probably caught it from Jesse.   So, I gave Dave a little pat on the back and sympathetic smile and turned over in my bed desperate to fall back asleep.

Well, Dave decided to have a bath shortly after and so the running water and climbing back into bed prolonged my wish.   But I finally drifted back into a haze.... only in time to be awoken for  Katie’s  3:30 am bath.   About 5 minutes after Katie locked herself in there,  Dave’s stomach though t NOW would be a great time to unleash.  Well, he bolted out of bed and went to run to the bathroom.  In use.  We have no garbage can in our room or hallway.  So- he just sort of stood there and had no other choice but to upchuck all over the bedroom floor.  Nice.  I jumped out of bed to run to find some sort of bucket- but it was too late.   So, I thought I would be super wife.  I ran downstairs to get a mop and bucket, paper towels and a fresh cold glass of water.   I had full intention of being selfless and loving and tucking him into bed and dealing with the mess.  Afterall, I did this a million times for Jesse last week.  But when I came back up the stairs with contents in hand, I just sort of stood there looking deflated with tears welling up in my eyes.  Dave would probably not want me to even clean up his mess- but I really wanted to get over myself and do it to be nice.  However- as soon as he reached for the mop and mumbled something about sleeping on the couch, I dove across the room, frantically grabbed my pillow and RAN downstairs into my nice clean living room.  Fail on being super wife.

Well, I tried to get in a bit more sleep downstairs- but the noise pattern of feet shuffle, door creak, lights, puke, flush, sink, steps  REPEAT just didn’t work for me.   I was stressed over the lack of sleep, stressed out thinking I might get sick, and then stressed that I was thinking of myself instead of these two poor sick Vances.  And then it reached a really low point when I was stressed that I was stressing and couldn’t fall asleep in one of the little 10 minute quiet spells.  So, when Dave got up to call his boss and start sending lesson plans in before 6 am, I just got up and decided to start my day. 

I took the kids out of the house for most of the whole morning.  I am so worried about them re-catching this bug.  We went to play class at a gym tale, out for groceries, then played outside until lunch and naps.  I felt very grateful that they were both pretty mellow and a bit quieter than normal today.  In fact, they were very cute and cuddly with each other, even.  Perhaps this room sharing is deepening their bond.  Jesse was sitting on the floor talking to me, and Janna came and sat on his lap for a while.   He kept hugging her and telling her “Jans- I just love you soooo much.”  Heart melt.   I couldn’t pick my favorite.  Here are a few.

The other cute thing that Janna did today happened after Jesse stomped through the house with dirty sneakers while Janna and I were getting ready to join him to play outside after supper.  I let out this sigh and was like, “Jesse.  Shoes stay at the door, remember?  See this mess you made?”  Well, Janna RAN from the living room into the kitchen,  then returned trying her best to balance the broom.   She did her best to “sweep up” the piles of dried dirt and kept looking at me, like, “ I’m taking care of it. Don’t worry!”  I wonder if she would have cleaned up after Dave? Probably.   So sweet.

Dave slept for good chunks on and off for the day, and while I encouraged it, he still felt very guilty.  The few times I have been sick to my stomach in the past years, I have had to watch the kids.  Momma’s just don’t get sick days!  He said he really wanted to do something for me- so I said if he was feeling up to it he could watch the kids while I went to the chiropractor so I didn’t have to juggle them.   It’s the first adjustment I have had in almost 10 years- and it felt so heavenly!!!! I literally felt like weights had been lifted off different parts of my body, and I returned home feeling light and mellow yellow and thankful.

Tonight, I debated hard trying to decide what to do after the kids were down.  I waffled between tackling the bathrooms again, or organizing and sanitizing all the toys.   The inner negotiations perhaps wore me out, because I just decided I would lay on the couch for a while, and then blog.

I have been finding blogging to be somewhat therapeutic feeling at the end of a really bad or good day.  Today was not particularly one or the other, just tiring.  I haven’t had to function on 3 hours of sleep for a while, but the time could be a coming soon!  I have just 6 weeks until I’m due.  On that note- I really should actually get myself to bed.  You just never know what the night could hold!! Thanks for reading.  I sincerely hope that my blogging material takes a turn for the better J  I’m out.