Well, now. I swear it was just yesterday that I hit ‘publish’ on a post, yet here I see that the last real post I did was for the boys’ 5 month review, and that was close to two weeks ago. I’d like to say that things have been busy, but that’s not especially true. It’s partially that the boys have become a little wily, refusing to settle in when they nurse, and napping at weird times (meaning, really, that they’re napping for shorter periods, but still cumulatively as long– so four 30-45 minute naps or something like that. It’s maddening…). On the whole, I am loving this age. They are so expressive, and daily, they become more and more like little people. They do the craziest things, just trying so hard to experience this world around them, and I just find it fascinating, but MAN. It’s exhausting. I feel like every day when H comes home from work, I’m just dazed from trying to keep up with them all day– and they aren’t even really mobile yet! They squirm and twist, and want to be picked up, no, put me down, they want to rip my hair out, fling my glasses here and there, roll themselves hither and yon and then get mad when they end up hither or yon… it’s just exhausting, and not conducive to recording one’s life on a blog.
Sleep continues to be our bane, and I want to talk about it, but at the same time, I’m so sick of talking about it. There are no new solutions at this point, and things really aren’t that bad, so there’s just nothing to say about it. I get hopeful when they go longer stretches without waking, but then, a night or two later, they (well, HENRY…) lapse into this waking-every-hour nonsense. It’s just stupid to even go into it, I think. I don’t need a full night of uninterrupted sleep (though it would be divine…), but I would like to move toward– I don’t know. I just typed that, and I don’t know how to finish that sentence. I don’t know what I want to move toward. I think I just want longer stretches of sleep, and I want to not have to feed them every single time they (HENRY) wake up. FEH. There’s nothing new to say. Just– FEH.
In other news, it took a hundred years (why does everything take a hundred years now?), but we finally finished the walls in our main bathroom. They are a lovely shade of deep brown that coordinates beautifully with the floors and the new vanity. Unfortunately, this puts the rest of the bathroom into stark relief by comparison. The tub surround needs tile. Period. And I don’t have all the know-how or physical strength to do it all, nor do I now have the time. And along with that, I really need to replace the toilet in there (which I do have the know-how and physical strength to do, but alas, still not the time…). And since I’ll be doing the toilet, I should go ahead and take out the crumbling plaster around there at the same time and put in green board (or other water-resistant wall surface), at which point, I should just go ahead and put in the tile around the tub, because that section of wall abuts the tub. Sigh. It’s never going to get done, because we don’t have the money to pay someone to do it, and I don’t have the time to do it myself. For pete’s sake, it took almost two months just to get the wall paper down, and get the paint on the walls, and those are relatively simple projects. Sheesh.
Anyhow, once I get the time (AH, HAHAHAHAHA), I’ll post some photos. The paint looks awesome, even if it is in a bathroom that needs so much other stuff done, too. I also managed to finally get the cornice boards in the front room reupholstered and hung. And it looks great (except for one small, teensy place where the fabric puckers, which I notice but H does not, and it annoys the crap out of me, but I am too lazy to take the heavy-ass thing down again to fix it so it’ll probably stay that way forever so I should just get over it).
Geez. Judging from the tone of this post, I’d say I’m feeling pretty annoyed and bleh about things lately. I’m really not such a downer, I promise. I’m just feeling a bit overwhelmed at how much there is to do lately. It’s the End-Of-The-Year spiral, everything winding down toward the holidays, a hundred things to do and no time to do any of them. It’ll pass, but basically, starting now, things get crazy for us, and don’t stop being crazy until mid-January, when H goes back to work (at which point, things are back to their old version of crazy, anyway). End of semester stuff for H (which means long work days for him which means long work days for me), then travel and holiday busy stuff, then H’s dad arrives and is here for two weeks, and then H is back at work– no rest for the wicked. Sigh.
So. Tell me something good. What good things are happening lately? My good thing is that I realized that it’s just two weeks from now that we get to go to Texas. Yes, the flight will be stressful, I’m sure, but hey! I get to go home! I get to hang out with my peeps and introduce the boys around, etc. I get to have TWO grandmothers around to help with the boys and a grandfather and miscellaneous other relatives to hold the boys and play with the boys, etc. I may actually get a nap or two! Yeehaw!