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Today is the March for Life in Washington DC; I know a lot of bloggers are going dark today on the interwebs, and I wish I could join them, but I fear my isolation would get the better of me, so instead, I'll say a prayer for all those who march in the bitter cold today.
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And on that note, I have nothing substantive to add for these takes today. My husband is home sick today (and croaking like a frog); Birdie has been sneak-vomiting in the night (last night we didn't discover her vomit-filled crib until several hours later; suffice to say that it was disgusting), and potty training is going just so-so. Basically, Boo will go for anyone but me. Which is helpful as I'm the one with him the most hours in the day. So we are gritting our teeth and paying for many more babysitting hours than we normally do so that he will continue to use the potty and get over "the hump" so to speak. So.Frustrating.
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I almost can't believe I did this, but I bought an inexpensive second-hand bread machine on ebay after eating homemade bread from one of our church friends. I know how to make bread myself, and used to make it fairly regularly, but currently I lack the time/patience/energy/whathaveyou, so I'm caving to the machine for fresh bread. Goodness knows we go through enough of it around here. I told myself we could store the space hog in the cabinets above the fridge and I will move the vases that are currently there to the basement. Problem solved (for now)
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| My "fall" coat, bought in Russia in 1998--most Russians wear these type coats until December, when they pull out their shearlings and furs. That was a great coat--quilted lining, very heavy, covered my legs extremely well. |
I'm also in a cold-weather quandry. I'm one of those rare weirdos who really enjoys blisteringly cold weather (I did live in Russia after all, I can honestly say that I love Moscow in January). But. My nice deep-cold weather coat does not fit me right now, and I've never really been that happy with the fit of it, even when I'm not preggers. My one maternity coat is a lovely charcoal gray wool that looks good whether I'm pregnant or not, but it has been quite inadequate to the temperatures this week. (Add to that my being hormonally cold this pregnancy, and I'm just cold a lot of the time right now). So what should I do? Do I bite the bullet and buy a heavier maternity coat, even though we may not have another winter pregnancy? Do I just get a bigger heavy-winter coat, and hope for the best with baby wearing, etc? Do I just layer up my current gray coat, as the temps this week may not last? I just can't decide what is the best (and most financially responsible) course of action. I also dislike having surplus coats, and I'm looking at a winter of baby wearing next year. (Yes, I know about the M Coat, but as we have soon-to-be-four kids to clothe, I just can't spend that kind of money on a coat, no matter how nice it is).
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Last night, I had solo bed time duty, so I put Birdie to bed first, and then said prayers with the boys and read them stories. As they were getting into bed, Boo says, "I have to go potty" and heads for the bathroom. I said, "okay" and followed after him (this after a whole day of not going on the potty). He sat down on the seat and started fidgeting, swinging his legs, twirling his fingers, and generally not going potty. I said, "You need to go, and get it done. It is late and time for bed. If you really need to go, you will just get it out." He turned to me with the sweetest little voice and said, "No, Mama. It takes a little while." I couldn't help it; I cracked up. (And no, he didn't actually go)
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Speaking of Boo, lately we cannot get him dressed for the day. He loves his pajamas, and the fight to get him out of them has just ceased to be worth fighting in the morning. I don't want to risk getting kicked in the stomach (which has happened frequently), and my husband is just tired of dealing with his nonsense. So he's basically spent the week in his pajamas. Mother of the year award, right here.
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I finally got my big box o' cards off to From Our Hearts. I was a little shocked when I did the inventory--433 cards! (The photo below shows the cards packed up and ready to go--that is what 433 cards looks like! That box is 19x16x10 and weighed close to 20 pounds--I know, because I had to weigh and measure it for the post office!) One of the peculiarities of living in the city, and doing most errands on foot is that when one has a big item, such as a 20 pound box of cards, to mail, one must get it to the post office on foot. Said post office is about 4 blocks away, walkable with small packages, but definitely not with a box this size and weight. So I pulled out our Maclaren Volo stroller and loaded up the box, and off I went! Strangely, no one looked at me the least bit oddly. Par for the city course, I guess.
I also started working my way through my Storytime paper this week; I've not had a chance to photograph anything yet, but I'm almost all the way through the pack (and several episodes into rewatching Star Trek: The Next Generation, Season One as a result), and I'm pleased with how the cards are coming out. I did a TON of fussy cutting, but I'm glad I took the time. Stay tuned for Storytime!
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