Zzz...

It's finally 9:00pm.

If we were a normal family we would be brushing our teeth. OR we might be lounging in bed watching the evening news, maybe reading something we had put off till the kids were in their own beds.

Instead my husband and children have been snoring since about 7:45pm. I should be happy to have "me" time but honestly it just annoys me that I'm awake listening to the house creak while everyone else slumbers.

I had projects to get done tonight. The recipe albums I so desperately want to finish for Christmas gifts have been put off again. I don't want to declare it doomed to fail but it's starting to feel that way. I have had so little craft time lately, most of the projects I've taken on the past couple of months have been "quick" projects that last a day or more. I'm sure the assumption is that the kids are taking up my time and making crafting difficult... I wish.

I can't sit, stand, walk, lounge, you name it, if it involves my hips I struggle with it. I've been in so much pain recently that it makes me nauseous and I end up just pushing my food around my plate.

I'm sure at this point everyone is thinking stop whining already, we know you "hurt." I volunteered for the discomforts of pregnancy. I was well aware of what to expect (I.E. Morning sickness, mid-back muscle soreness, stomach cramping, headaches, sore and swollen extremities.) This pain is not normal. I just wish my OB would actually listen to me. He's ruled out the normal issues and want's to blame it on my "sedentary" lifestyle. Really, what part of chasing two toddlers would make anyone think I veg out all day. Guess what, the days that I'm chasing them the most are the days that I am unable to sleep due to severe hip and back pain. This has left me in so much pain that Miah has agreed to table the discussion about martial arts until my pain level is down from I'm in tears to manageable.

Even being at a 7 on that dumb pain level chart most of the day I ended up doing a lot. I finally got Amie to help clean up her toys today. We had to take her dress up away for at least a week because she has trouble getting to the bathroom while wearing it. I'm sick of the pee on my floor, she's a big girl we shouldn't be having this issue. (seriously, night-dry but not day-dry? Weirdo!) Downstairs got a complete vacuuming thanks to the sofa moving hubby! You don't want to know what's been lurking under there, ewww! I had a decent start on the dishes before Miah came home but I'm glad he took over. Dirty dishes are my least favorite chore. Oh and the laundry is pretty much done but I'm staring to notice new piles of clothes... I really don't understand how we end up with a laundry collection downstairs when the bedrooms and bathrooms are upstairs along with the washer and dryer.

Oh well, I guess that's a problem to be tackled at another time. I should probably try to get to sleep. I'm fairly certain my 3 year old will wake me sometime between 2:00am and 4:00am to get help with her mid-snooze potty break. (I'm sure Temperance will do the same for me so I really can't complain. It could be way worse!) Anyway, I need to brush my teeth I can still taste my Swiss cheese snack from 2 hours ago and it's really starting to bother me. Goodnight for now my only friend... How sad is it that. My only confidant is the computer on which I type and my friend is the this blog. (of which is public yet still gets no attention.)

Xoxo, A. Scott