monkeys and marbles

Archive for November 2007

i was nominated by the wonderful Janet of from the planet of janet for this Blogher meme that is circulating. (thank you for your kind words, Janet!) so here goes….

1) my name is cate, and i blog at monkeys and marbles. here is my “about me” page.

2) i would love to be profiled on BlogHer as a family blogger as part of the Me and Mine 100.

3) i have been bloggin for almost a year, since January 1st, 2007. (i started at a blog called A Beautiful Life, and moved over the monkeys and marbles in September)

4) and now it is my turn to pass this meme on to three other bloggers that i think should be profiled/interviewed, and ask them to do the meme.

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i was nominated by the wonderful Janet of from the planet of janet for this Blogher meme that is circulating. (thank you for your kind words, Janet!) so here goes….

1) my name is cate, and i blog at monkeys and marbles. here is my “about me” page.

2) i would love to be profiled on BlogHer as a family blogger as part of the Me and Mine 100.

3) i have been bloggin for almost a year, since January 1st, 2007. (i started at a blog called A Beautiful Life, and moved over the monkeys and marbles in September)

4) and now it is my turn to pass this meme on to three other bloggers that i think should be profiled/interviewed, and ask them to do the meme.  this is a tough one…i would love to nominate my whole blogroll…can i do that?  so i’ve decided to nominate the three bloggers that i’ve read the longest, and who inspired me to continue with my blog when i was wondering if it was worth it…and it has definitely been worth it.

Sara of Suburban Oblivion is an incredible woman, and she has extended her friendship to me so many times…and she’s had my back when i really needed it.

Jennifer of Playgroups Are No Place for Children, with who i’ve found so much in common, and is always willing to give advice when i ask.

Heather of The Queen of Shake-Shake, who is one amazing and strong woman who makes me laugh till i pee.

i’m sorry i can’t nominate you all!

the boys were sleeping, and i was just about to take a bit of a power nap myself, when Zander started screaming “oh no!  oh no!”.

he screamed and cried and kept yelling “on no!” over and over.

i ran up the stairs to see what was the matter.  when i got in his room, he was sitting in the middle of his crib crying.  he was still saying “oh no!”.

i picked him up and held him close.  he grabbed on to me so tight, and his little body was shaking.  i asked him “what’s wrong?”, and he replied with another “oh no!”.  i asked “oh no what?”, and he said “it’s falling!”.  i asked “what’s falling”, and he said “everything is falling!  everything is falling!”.

my poor little boy had a bad dream…his first bad dream that i know of, and in this dream everything was falling.  i’m not sure if it was falling on him, or around him.  i didn’t really want to ask too much, since he was already so upset.

i tried to explain to him that i was just a bad dream, but he either didn’t understand, or was to scared to understand.  he would not go back to sleep.

so i brought him back downstairs, and we had a long snuggle on the couch under his Dora blanket while we watched Thomas.  my proven remedy for just about anything.

i didn’t get my nap, but Zander has forgotten all about the bad dream and is happily playing as if nothing happened.  definitely worth the trade-off.

we were all sitting around the table, just finishing our dinner. Zander had pulled his chair around the table to sit beside his daddy.

hubby: ooh, Zander…you stink! did you poop?

Zander: hmmm. not sure. a better check! [reaching his arm behind him] nope! no poop!

hubby: [laughing his ass off] he just shoved his thumb down the back of his diaper!

damn! all this time i’ve just been peeking down the back of the boys’ diapers, when i could have been doing the evermore accurate thumb test.  of course, the peek-method doesn’t require a good thumb scrubbing afterward.

as much as i love to visiting family, being home is just so very nice.

don’t get me wrong…i’m glad that my parents, my brother and sister-in-law and my niece and nephew got a chance to see me and the boys, and we got to see them.  it just wasn’t the relaxing week i’d hoped for.

taking care of the boys can be very challenging.  taking care of them somewhere other than home?  now that’s just a nervous breakdown waiting to happen.

last week was so stressful.  i didn’t have my hubby for backup.  i was completely unorganized.  i didn’t have my usual food stuffs on hand, other than the formula and some jarred food i brought with me.  the house is not what i would call childproof…sure they’ve got gates, but there are electrical cords lying around, the TV is on a wobbly little table,  there are breakables everywhere.  not to mention a huge glass coffee table.

so i spent the week forgetting to give the boys their medications on time, dealing with super-stressful mealtimes since we didn’t have enough of their favourite foods to last the week and the inclement weather made it impossible for us to go to town until Friday, telling Logan not to climb up on the glass table, pulling Logan off the glass table, pulling electrical wires out of Logan’s mouth….you get the picture.

oh, and then there was Georgina….my beautiful almost-2-year-old niece.  she’s a sweetheart, but since she goes to my cousin’s for daycare she has learned from my cousin’s daughter to play extremely rough.  and neither of the boys enjoyed that.  so i was constantly pulling her off of them, releasing her iron-grip from their clothes and separating them.

and then there’s that whole i-don’t-know-how-to-share toddler stage that they are all in.  so there was grabbing and pulling and screaming and tantrums.

my mom was trying to help with the boys as much as she could, but she was also preparing fantastic meals everyday, getting ready for visitors coming to see me and the boys, cleaning up after the Dynamic Destruction Duo….that’d be Zander and Logan. and my sister-in-law, Chris-Anne was busy taking care of my 4.5 month old nephew Oliver, so Georgina ended up being an added responsibility for me whenever they came over…which was every day.

did i mention that my asthma flared up so bad while i was there that i slept at most 3.5 hours a night.  most nights i ended up having to go to the living room and read until my coughing fits subsided.  Logan’s crib is in the guest room i was sleeping in, and i really didn’t want to deal with him waking up on top of my wheezing and coughing.  my chest hurt so bad i felt like i’d been chain smoking in my sleep.

and now i’m home.  i know where everything is.  i was actually able to stick to the boys’ normal schedule/routine today.  they got there medications on time.  so did i.  they ate well.  they played with very little conflict.  i didn’t have a breakdown.  all is good.

and i know that it will get easier as the kids get older.  i’m just glad that hubby will be coming with me to visit my family at Christmas time!

i’m home.  finally.  i’ve never been so happy to see this tiny little house!

we got home around 6pm, and picked up some fast food for dinner.  and now i’m relaxing on the couch, laptop on my lap, typing and watching hubby play with the kids.  man, did he miss those boys.  and vise versa….their faces when they saw daddy come through my parents’ door was really priceless.

my plans for the rest of the night are to play with the boys, get them to bed early, spend some time with hubby, and go to bed early myself.  and then a new day will start, i will once again be alone with the boys all day….at least i will be home.  it’s so much harder taking care of them somewhere other than home.

hopefully tomorrow i will have the time….and energy….to start getting caught up on my blog reading….the number of unread post that my Google Reader is giving me is making me dizzy….