Oh brother!

Its a little brother!! Wooo Hoooo!! We're having another boy!

I am so excited. I can't believe how absolutely thrilled I am about this.

When I saw that little penis on the ultrasound I immediately started crying because I knew my family was going to change in such a wonderful way. I going to have two little men running around. BROTHERS!! *weep* *weep*

This is a great day!!

What is it about Thanksgiving?

What is it about Thanksgiving that makes you realize your house is dirty on a whole other level? I mean, its not enough to just vacuum, mop, and dust. NOooooo! Because your walls, they are dirty. Someone might have indigestion at the sight of scuff marks, hand prints, and general dirt that builds up on your walls. Especially in your stairwell, where no part of the meal will be consumed, no one will be using but my husband and I, and yet, if it were dirty on Thanksiving day, well it would just put a damper on the whole day. I wouldn't be able to relax and enjoy my meal because someone might notice!

I have dusted, washed walls, washed windows, vacuumed, cleaned 1 bathroom (2 to go! - and no one is using those but see my statement above about walls), and am trying to prepare some food ahead of time. But what am I doing right now, nothing, sweet nothing!

This parenting thing is hard

I miss the easy going stage of the pre-crawling, pre-walking, pre-solid solids babyhood. He was fun at one but at almost 2 he is pushing those terrible two's early. The walking leads to getting into everything. Getting into everything leads to near accidents, poisoning, and more fun. The food situation is just hard. Today, I put a bowl of pea soup in front of him for lunch. Normally, he loves my pea soup. But its usually a dinner time food. What was I thinking? Right?

Well, I've never heard a tantrum as bad as this come out of my little boy before. I literally froze up. I just did not know what to do. I'd never been faced with such extreme pissed off-ness. He was batting my hand away with the spoonful of soup, therefore making a mess of him and me. Then he tried to push the bowl of soup off his tray, that didn't work but made more mess, then he tried to tip the bowl over. I gave him a stern no. That caused lots of screaming, red faced, tears. FUN! So I made him half a sandwich (Yes, I know they should eat what you make them and don't give into the fit but really, what could I do?). After he ate a few bites he was very receptive to the soup. He ate the whole bowl.

What the? Why? I just don't understand them. I don't know if I ever will.

Anywho, Mommy still has the upper hand because that tantrum won him a free pass to an early nap time. Mommy needed a break.

I am alive

But just barely. I am under the wrath of the worst cold I've had in years. Head throbbing, nose running but stuffy, sinuses exploding, ears aching, throat hurting, absolute misery. Today is much better than yesterday though. I hope it dissipates fast.

My husband worked from home yesterday to help me out taking care of Aiden. Basically I slept all day and he played Mommy. The one thing that really irks me with him is that he is very anti-medicating. If you're suffering and you don't need to be then why would you choose to keep suffering? He told me after he put Aiden down for a nap that he thinks Aiden is getting sick too. He said his nose was runny, his head felt warm, and his hands were all clammy. But did he give him anything? Nope.

So I'm glad that he's back at work today so I can give my poor kid some Tylenol plus Cold drops so that he doesn't have to suffer.