What A Night!

I felt sick to my stomach all evening. Not from the flu or anything like that, but from the evening we had. Here's what happened; Glenn had a soccer game last night in Winnipeg, well his team did, he didn't end up going. Why? Well, his teammate, Steve came by the house shortly after 6p.m to catch a ride there with Glenn. Well, 10 minutes later they went to leave and Glenn couldn't find his car keys. Then, shortly after that we realized mine were also missing. Ok, one set of keys, we misplaced them but both sets of keys means someone took them. We both have our keys on a string type thing, not sure what it's called, and we hang them on the banister just inside the door every day when we get home. Paige swears over and over she did not take the keys. Well, what was the other option? Glenn had unlocked the front door about an hour earlier to go outside and get something and did not lock it when he came back in cause he knew Steve was coming in awhile. So, our conclusion... someone had opened our front door and grabbed both our keys, with the intent to come back later when we were sleeping. All of our keys were on there, all the house keys, the Jeep key and the Mitsubishi key, the keys to the other house. Everything! What a horrible feeling. So, the guys decide to skip the soccer game, I know, shocking if you know Glenn, and then they went and bought new locks and changed the locks on the house. As for the vehicles, well Glenn was only given one key for the Jeep, he had made copies for the purpose of locking the door when he started the Jeep, but can not start the Jeep with them. So, we put it in neutral and the guys pushed it into the garage. We had a spare key for the Mitsubishi, luckily so we could move it out of the way to get the Jeep in to the garage. Also, the car has an alarm on it, so our thoughts were even if someone comes back with the keys and opens the door, at least the alarm would go off and we would hear them. So, after this was all done, we spent the evening out on the deck visiting with Steve and I still could not believe someone could have just opened the door and walked in without us hearing. And, even weirder my purse was sitting on the bottom step right beside where the keys were hidden and it wasn't touched. During the time the door was unlocked, I was making supper, BBQ out on the deck, so maybe someone saw me out there and took the opportunity to come in the front door, but Paige had been playing by the railing in the living room the whole time and she didn't see anyone. Perhaps they walked in, grabbed the keys and then saw her so were quick to leave. I didn't know exactly what happened, but the thought of everything just made me sick. Finally around 1am, Sheri came to pick up Steve and he grabbed his coat and hat and out fell both our keys. Earlier, when he got here, he had hung his coat on the railing and then when the gys went to leave, he grabbed his coat and rolled it up and put it in his hat, apparently with the keys. Oh what a relief. I felt horrible that we had just wasted $70 on new locks, and that Glenn had to miss his soccer game and that I had questioned Paige over and over again, but at least I no longer have this horrible feeling in my stomach from thinking someone just walked in to our house while we were home and we did not notice. At least we had not called the cops yet and Glenn had not told his boss that they keys to his company vehicle had been stolen. Oh, what a night!

Momma's Girl!

So, as much as I love having a baby who loves me so much, the need for constant attention from me and me only is getting to be a little much. She is even sitting with me now as I type this. Which I might add, is making it very difficult to type with her little hands poking at all the keys. I've known for awhile that she is very dependent on me, what baby isn't that way with their Mom? She has spent every moment with me for the first 6 months of her life. It's understandable, but today, when I couldn't even go to the washroom without hearing the cries from the next room I knew something different has to happen. I have to go back to work in less than 5 months, then what will happen? Plus, she hasn't been sleeping well the last week or so, and I am exhausted. I think I may be bordering on the line of insanity even. I am in desperate need of some me time. I try to do something in another room while leaving her with Dad in the evening, but I can hear her crying so after 5 minutes I give in and go to her rescue. Rescue.. lol. Like I think I am some kind of hero, picking up my child. I feel guilty just thinking about leaving her with anyone and going out somewhere to enjoy myself. But, tonight I think I am going to be selfish. I am going to go and play rec soccer and leave the girls with their Dad. But, will I really enjoy myself anyway? I am not a social person, and I don't really know anyone who will be there, and the whole time I will be wondering if Piper is being good for her Daddy. I will be so stressed out worrying about things, that I might as well just stay home and enjoy the company of my family. I guess I have a couple of hours to decide what I should do. But, I think for my sanity, a little interaction with other adults would do me some good. I really shouldn't complain, as I know a few years down the road, she will want nothing to do with her Mom and I'll be doing everything within my power to spend time with her.

By golly, she did it =)

If you want to make my baby scream, just put a bottle near her face and she sounds as though someone is torturing her. She just wants to be nursed by Mommy and she will not have any of this bottle stuff. So what does this mean for me? It means that I can not go anywhere for more than 2 hours at a time without her. Not that big of deal, but it'd be nice to know I have the option to leave her with someone for an evening if necessary. Which is why I was so excited today at supper. For the past couple of weeks I have been giving her a sippy cup with water in it after her lunch and supper. She liked to play with it and put it in her mouth and chew on it, a few times she would get a couple dribbles of water in her mouth and look at me with a smile on her face, but that was about it... until today... she actually sucked on it and drank some water from the sippy cup. She then looked at me and I praised her for what she had done, and she put it back in her mouth and drank some more. It was awesome. Crazy how something so simple could make a Mom so proud. Paige of course says I owe it all to her because at supper today she decided to take a sippy cup and fill it up with water to drink. I told her sippy cups were for babies, but she said she was just showing Piper how to do it. Well, who am I to question it, apparently that was all Piper needed. Could this possibly mean that she might accept formula in her sippy cup?? I sure hope so. Maybe we'll give it a shot tomorrow. =) 

This is the life..

It's Friday afternoon, and there is no place I'd rather be. Sitting back, with my feet up, relaxing on the couch with my girls, watching Garfield Gets Real. Paige and I are sharing the carrots she did not eat for a snack while at school today and Piper is eating the lid of the container that they were stored in. That was Paige's idea. She thought Piper would like something to play with while we watch the movie. We are going out for a supper, fundraiser thing tonight, so I should be getting ready for that. I should also be cleaning up in case Glenn invites people over afterward. He tends to do that when our house is a mess. But, today, for some reason, I don't really care. I'm just going to sit back and relax and enjoy the company of my girls for awhile. Sometimes I feel like people will judge me for not having a clean home when I am home all day every day. Sometimes I judge myself. But not today, I don't care. Oh oh. My blog may be coming to and end soon. Piper just realized that I was on the computer. She LOVES the computer. I used to always sit her on my knee and check my emails and type messages to people, but now she grabs at EVERYTHING, which makes typing very difficult. Ok, so she is now snuggled up next to me, and hitting all the keys, so I have to keep backspacing to fix what I am trying to write. But, I have come up with a solution. She also LOVES remotes. All those buttons... what's not to like. He he, I have come up with a distraction. Until, she somehow turns off this movie and Paige throws a fit. I am sure she will somehow delete it too, since we DVR'd it, and then I will not be able to just simply start it again. Oh that would start a good fight. Perhaps, I should take the remote back and let her have at the keys on the computer for awhile. Yes, this is the life. Sitting here with my 2 girls, sitting back with my feet up and just enjoying them. =)

When will it be my turn?

Lately it seems like every time I log on to facebook there is a new announcement of someone I know getting engaged. I am so happy for all of my friends and can't wait to either attend their weddings or see the pictures afterward. I know there is a lot of hard work that goes into a wedding, but the final result is so worth it. Everything planned down to the last detail always looks so beautiful. It is one of the most wonderful things in the world to be a part of, either to be in the wedding party or to be a guest. To see the look in the groom's eyes as he watches his bride to be walk down the isle in her beautiful gown, hair all fancy and her face glowing with anticipation, both ready to commit to each other for the rest of their lives. I love weddings! So, it makes me a little sad to say it's looking a lot like I will never get to be a bride. I shouldn't complain, I mean I have met the man I love and he loves me back. Some people aren't that lucky. I guess we already made that life long commitment to each other when we decided to start a family together. We are a family, with or without a marriage certificate. I am so happy to be with him and our two girls, so why do I care so much about one stupid day? Well, it's not a stupid day to me. It's a big day. A very important day, that every girl dreams about. I mean, what girl doesn't want to have that one special day? I try not to think too much about it, but it keeps creeping into my thoughts when I read of everyone else getting engaged. Yes, I am extremely happy for all of my friends, but that doesn't mean I can't be a little jealous at the same time.

Yesterday's workout

Maybe I am wrong to be frustrated, but sometimes I just don't think he understands that I need to do something for myself. I have been trying hard to spend some quality time with my treadmill. I like the weekends cause I can hop on the treadmill for half an hour after getting myself and the girls breakfast. Piper is happiest in the mornings and can be occupied by the jolly jumper or her sister for a half hour or so while I exercise. However, with Paige going to school at 12:40 on weekdays, by the time we do our morning routine, if I went on the treadmill, I would not have enough time to shower and feed Piper again before taking Paige to school, so I am left with evening jogs. Last night, Glenn did not have soccer so he was home with us and after supper we all went downstairs to watch a little TV while I fed Piper. When I was done, I thought I would go for a run...ok more like a walk/jog on the treadmill for an hour. Afterall, Glenn was home, and Piper had a full belly, so surely he could take care of her for an hour. 30 minutes in to my walk/jog, Piper starts getting fussy in her jolly jumper so he takes her out and she sits with him for awhile, then 10 minutes later he puts her in her swing and asks Paige if she wants to go outside. So, I thought he was just getting Paige ready and then they were all going outside. Nope, not the case. Apparently Piper was staying with me. Now, I know I had already been on there for 40 minutes but Paige constantly asks me when I am on the treadmill "Are you almost done Mom" To which I respond with the number of minutes I plan to still run. Not that she understands time anyway, but he heard several times that I was only going to be on there for another 20minutes from this time. So, they go outside and 2 minutes later Piper starts screaming. I can not calm her down by talking to her from the treadmill, so I am forced to get off and pick her up. Now, I made a goal for myself to do an hour, so I hopped back on with baby in hand and finished my last 15 minutes swapping her from arm to arm just absolutely steaming that he couldn't watch her for 15 more minutes before going outside, or take her with him. I was so frustrated but thought, well I guess I am the one being paid to stay home with her, I should just work my stuff around her. If she gets upset while I am trying to do something I guess that's just too bad for me. But when Paige and her Dad came in I couldn't keep it in, I asked why he couldn't have taken Piper too so I could finish my hour on the treadmill, he said he thought she was sitting good and was happy cause she could see me. Ok, now that I write it I feel a little petty, but at the time it was very frustrating. Dare I give it another shot tonight?

Why can't I just say NO?

So, as of today I have been on maternity leave for 6 months. Half of my time home with my beautiful baby is already gone. But how could that be? It seems like she was only born a month ago. So, why on earth would I say yes? Why would I say yes when half of my time off with her is up already? Because that's what I do. I am a people pleaser. This is just something that I have always done. I do not know how to say NO to work. That's right, it looks like I am off to work tomorrow morning at 9am. I am not returning from mat leave, but I received a phone call today from my boss saying that the current receptionist has been off sick for the past two weeks and he can not get in touch with her to find out when she is coming back. He's not sure if she is in the hospital or very ill at home, or what's going on, but he is in desperate need of someone to answer the phones at the office, resulting in the call to me. I tried to say no, but it came out more like this... I am not sure if I can find someone to watch my girls and I am nursing so I can not be away from my baby for more than three hours at a time... What I think I meant to say was... I am really sorry that you are in this predicament but I would really like to enjoy my time home with my baby.... So, he told me even a couple hours here and there would help out a great deal, that he would work around whatever times I could come in. So, I told him I would let him know if I could find a sitter for a few hours any days coming up in the next week or so and got off the phone to think about it. As I got Paige ready for school I thought about what to say when I call my boss back. I am always thinking it would be good for both Piper and I to have a little time apart so that she doesn't end up NEEDING Mom all the time. I could also use a little adult time, you know just being somewhere without the kids wanting something from me every minute. I love them to pieces, but sometimes a breather would be nice. A little extra cash never hurt and Piper can drink from a bottle if necessary, so I guess I talked myself into saying yes, once again, as has always been the pattern with me and being asked to come in to work on days off. So, I guess it's up to you, tomorrow Glenn, to take the place of Mom for a few hours because I just don't know how to say NO!