Who needs a nap?

I need a nap! Nap. Nap. Nap!!

Between staying up later to take surveys to make extra money, trying to get the part time job started again, and taking care of the kids... my energy seems to have found the nearest second story window and taken a flying leap for the ground! On top of that, unlike my husband, it takes me a good 30 minutes to fall asleep. I don't stop all day so when I do stop my body seems to say... "Hey, lets enjoy this for a little bit." So I watch whatever is on the food network, and fall asleep to that.

My job right now also requires a lot of driving.. when I say a lot, I mean, yesterday I drove 180 miles total. But it's okay because I love driving. It's the getting home and trying to sleep bit that has me overworked. Not the driving, not the job. Falling asleep... During the day I'm so tired that I even forget to eat. Seriously... you have to be a special kind of stupid to forget to eat. (yup, that's me!) But then night time hits and I've got a burst of energy, I could work all night and be fine... then sun up and I could sleep. I've always been backwards. My mom said I was up all night as a baby, and asleep all day. Then in elementary school, I made my mother think I went to bed, then when her and my dad were in bed, I'd go downstairs (all 4 of them... we had a split level) and watch TV on our wood console TV.... you know the kind that sat on the floor, had a record player in one side and a tape player in the other. Gotta love the 80's.


Is there a way to reverse something you've done for 25 years? The only time I've EVER slept at night (and boy was it good sleep!) was during my second pregnancy from the 3rd month to the 7th month! I don't want to be pregnant to get sleep. I just want a good nights sleep maybe 4 nights out of 7.


PS:

Finally got the Bug and Bee blog updated!

http://bugandbee.blogspot.com/

Rest In Peace Dad

He's been gone two years today and I still think about him as much, if not more, as I did when he was alive. I miss him so much, and wish that I knew him better and that we could have done more. Most of my memories are from before I was a teenager, before he got really bad.

Thank you to those who sponsored me in the MS Walk. It's a great cause, if a handful of people don't have to go through what I went through.

Two years and two kids later...I remember that day so clearly. I was taking a lot of pictures of Bug. She was only 10 days old. I put her in a dress her Uncle T and Aunt S sent her, took pictures of her in our room. Then I put her in a sleeper and took pictures of her in her room. She fell asleep... and then the phone rang. I was informed by my niece's mother, that my dads heart stopped and that I should pack my things and head to Fayetteville (2hrs away). I called my husbands work, panicking... told him I was leaving. It was around 3 o'clock. He asked me to wait for him, that he'd get a substitute and come home. Not 30 minutes later I was told, "Don't rush home, he's already gone," by the same person. At first I thought it was a cruel joke, but by the time my husband made it through the door, I couldn't stop crying. I didn't get to say good bye. I didn't get to tell him I loved him. The last time I talked to him was when I told him I was heading to the hospital to have Lanie. He said "you'll do good, I love you." I love you too were my last words. But does "I love you, too" last ten days?

Pictures of Bug that I took that day, 10 days old:










Jena at 10 days old:


I love you, dad. And I miss you more than you ever would have thought.

Quick update...

April brings...

My MIL birthday today--- Happy Birthday to her!
Easter
Lanie's birthday on Easter
MS Walk.
My FIL's birthday.
My dad's death day
My SIL's birthday.
and possibly the birth of a Nephew.

So as you can see, I won't be able to blog much. Not only that, I'm going back to work in the next few days and Bee still isn't on a bottle yet. Bug's party is tomorrow b/c I didn't feel right having her birthday party on a Sunday and on Easter. Tonight my best friend is staying the night and another of my really good friends will be here. They're going to help me cut and prepare things for tomorrow.



My baby is turning 2.... I wish nothing but another year of good health. She hasn't had a single health problem since she was born. Maybe 1 cold, but it didn't even phase her. No ear infections. I hope for another year like that. It makes me sad that she's getting older but I suppose if it has to happen, and there's nothing I can do to stop it then I have no choice but to embrace it and give her a ton of hugs to make up for the times when she's older that she'll want nothing to do with her mom.
We bought her a lot of stuff for outside, I hope she'll find more to do out there now since she would choose to live her life out there. It's the end of the world when we bring her in....

::sigh:: Watch her grow...

birth:



one year:




Two years:




















Happy birthday sweetheart!