Tim started off his spring conference season last weekend. I have been dreading this time. The hardest thing about him being away is the lack of adult conversation in the house. Since everyone was healthy this time, it wasn't too difficult.
Like usual something always breaks when Tim is gone, and this time was no different. Our basement flooded. The outside walls are the condo's responsibility, which was as pain, but they sent the guy quickly and he found a hairline crack in our foundation. I'm excited at the possibility of redoing part of our basement. We've decided to put a floating floor in, wood laminate. I'm thrilled with the possibility, but a little scared as we are going to try and do this ourselves. I think it will improve our basement. Tim is considering moving his office to the basement, but I'm not sure we want to do that. I like having that space downstairs. Of course, this all hinges on us finding the time to do it, and when that would be is beyond me right now. Tim started ripping up the carpet last night, was it ever wet! My dad pointed us to a product called Dricore. It is specifically for basements and allows the floors to breathe underneath. I'm hoping that we can make the space a more usable adult room rather than just a play room.
It has taken me a good solid two weeks to get back on my feet after being sick. I can't believe how tired I was still feeling! I'm enjoying feeling like I can do stuff again!
On a very happy note, Vicky's baby Charlotte came home from the hospital yesterday. She still only weighs 3 pounds 5 oz but is eating well. I'll take over a meal for Vicky later today.
Tim tried to haul me out of bed this morning to do my devotions. That simply wasn't happening. Michaela talks A LOT in her sleep and last night we dealt with her running away, and a huge fight with Abby over some clothes she wanted to wear. It is so odd, it wouldn't be so bad if she just talked, but she needs me to respond too. Once I tell her it is o.k. she will then lie down and sleep, but until then she just keeps squawking. She isn't really awake, but still needs the comfort. Most nights are o.k., but last night she was up and down. I have no idea how to deal with it!
Anyway, Dora is on and I have a few minutes that I really should be tidying and doing some chores. Have a good day!
Wednesday, February 18, 2009
Wednesday, February 11, 2009
So much for writing more.
I wanted to write on this blog more. Really. But I just either can't think of what I want to say, or simply can't find the time.
Our neighborhood has welcomed a new baby. My friend Jen's sister Vicky (who also lives next door to Jen, directly across from us had a little girl. It is by God's grace that this little one made it. Part of the placenta was dead apparently, and the baby wasn't growing. There was also NO amniotic fluid when they did an ultra sound. The baby was taken, four weeks early by C-section. She is only 3 pounds, and they are keeping the baby in the hospital until she is about 4 pounds. Upsetting time for the new mommy.
Yesterday I had a funny glimpse into the differences between men and women. We were at the bus stop yesterday. The snow was melting and much to the ladies' concern the melting snow had turned up a concrete parking block that had been turned over by a plow. This block was upside down with a metal spike sticking out of it. The mom's were busy herding the kids away from this hazard. It was at the bottom of a snow pile and the kids were sliding down. We were busy, all clucking that someone was going to get badly hurt. Jen's husband Martin showed up with his girls and I was quick to point out the hazard to him. He takes one look, walks over and with a quick tug pulls the offending metal peg out of the hole, walks over and disposes of it in the garbage can. All us ladies are standing there with a slightly stunned expression on our faces and with a "oh......" we look at each other. The ever practical man sees the problem and fixes it.
The spring conference season starts for us this week. Tim is heading away for four days. I'm not looking forward to this season, last one was so very trying for me. Hope everyone is well.
Our neighborhood has welcomed a new baby. My friend Jen's sister Vicky (who also lives next door to Jen, directly across from us had a little girl. It is by God's grace that this little one made it. Part of the placenta was dead apparently, and the baby wasn't growing. There was also NO amniotic fluid when they did an ultra sound. The baby was taken, four weeks early by C-section. She is only 3 pounds, and they are keeping the baby in the hospital until she is about 4 pounds. Upsetting time for the new mommy.
Yesterday I had a funny glimpse into the differences between men and women. We were at the bus stop yesterday. The snow was melting and much to the ladies' concern the melting snow had turned up a concrete parking block that had been turned over by a plow. This block was upside down with a metal spike sticking out of it. The mom's were busy herding the kids away from this hazard. It was at the bottom of a snow pile and the kids were sliding down. We were busy, all clucking that someone was going to get badly hurt. Jen's husband Martin showed up with his girls and I was quick to point out the hazard to him. He takes one look, walks over and with a quick tug pulls the offending metal peg out of the hole, walks over and disposes of it in the garbage can. All us ladies are standing there with a slightly stunned expression on our faces and with a "oh......" we look at each other. The ever practical man sees the problem and fixes it.
The spring conference season starts for us this week. Tim is heading away for four days. I'm not looking forward to this season, last one was so very trying for me. Hope everyone is well.
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