Merry Christmas

28 Dec

We had a very lovely Christmas.  My parents came to stay for a few days, something I don’t think they have done on Christmas since they moved away.  They have come around Christmas or for Thanksgiving but not on actual Christmas Day.  I love to be home at Christmas—making our traditions, the kids waking up in their own beds, our own tree—that’s what makes me happy.  I would not like to celebrate elsewhere, at least not while the kids are little, it just wouldn’t feel right to me.

On Christmas eve the kids each opened one present, new PJs from Grandma.  It wasn’t a surprise for Max, since I let him pick which ones he wanted, but they were thrilled with them anyway.  Then we all piled in the van and drove around to look at Christmas lights.  There are lots of great displays around where we live.   When we got home Max got to eat one Christmas cookie and put one out for Santa before bed.  One of my friends had posted to facebook she should have bought a second stocking for her girls so she could have it pre-loaded somewhere to not have to spend time doing it on Christmas Eve, but I loved setting up all the gifts, filling their stockings, getting ready for how excited they would be.  I spent the past six weeks sewing toy food for the kids, and M and I refurbished a used play kitchen.   It made me really happy and I hope they use it—as I expected Mars was more into it than Max, but they both played with it some, and in unexpected ways (Mars decided the play oven is a good hiding place, Max made the fridge Ironman’s house).



On Christmas morning Max was up by 6 and straight down stairs to see what Santa brought.  He had already opened his gift from Santa by the time I got down there!  We opened a few more gifts and then paused for a bit to play with the first things and slow down a little.  My mom and I made cinnamon rolls, which took forever because the house was cold and they had a hard time rising.  After breakfast the rest of the gifts were opened and then lots of playing, especially with the super hero action figures, took place.  Mars loves to dress up and wanted to wear all the clothes he received at once, plus some of Max’s.   We took a little excursion to the beach which was cold but at least not rainy, and got some fresh air.  Lots of people wished my little Batman (who consented to wear his new sweater but wouldn’t wear a coat even though it was 37 degrees) a Merry Christmas.

The day after Christmas my parents went home, which I was sad about, and we went to my sister-in-law’s house.  We were pretty tired, especially since M and I are still getting over our endless colds and I was up coughing half the night.  It was nice not to host—we watched the kids open presents, Mars played adorably with his 15 month old cousin Miss A, and someone else made lunch and brought me drinks.


It was a lovely Christmas- fun and not too stressful or overly materialistic and except for being sick I couldn’t have asked for better.

My baby turns two…

23 Nov


Dear Marshall,

Oh my sweet little Marzy.  Your dad and I remark often you are possibly the cutest two year old ever.  No offense to your big brother who was also adorable, but you have this joyful quality about you that I don’t see in many other children.  You have been a mostly happy, smiley kid from birth.  Your whole face lights up when you smile, which is often, and you bounce through life with joy.  You are also fiercely determined.  You and Max fight a lot, as brothers tend to do, and you hold your own in the (not allowed!) pushing/toy grabbing/yelling that goes on.   I think in your mind you believe you are big enough and capable of doing everything the big kids are doing and sometimes this comes with painful consequences.

I was waiting and waiting for you to get your words and all of a sudden in the past month suddenly you have so much to say.  Instead of just pointing and grunting you are saying what you want and gaining new words by the day.  The only TV show you really care anything about is one based on a book called “Room on the Broom” and you ask to watch it over and over “Mom, more more Boom pease!” While pointing out all the characters and actions on the show “witch! Hat! Down!”

You also love to sing, and will do your best “ABCD, you and me, YZ” and then demand I fill in the rest, “Mom! ABC!” or “Mom, Row row!” You also like to sing the theme song to a show called Paw Patrol, the words to which I can’t think of right now but you do it with glee.

You are very social and love to be around other kids, and they seem to be likewise drawn to you.  Many of Max’s classmates from preschool run up to you and give you hugs and include you in their games.  You love to play with Nico and Blair, and often will wake up demanding to see Neeno! Bear! While Max has struggled a bit with your new daycare situation, you have taken it in stride.  Oh, toys and kids to play with?  Great! See you later!

Max (or “Mac” as you call him) is still your hero.  You fight a lot, mostly over toys and space but your face lights up when he comes into the room and nothing makes you happier than being included in his games.  You just want to do what big brother is doing at all times, which means we have been done with things like high chairs for quite awhile since you want to sit in a big boy chair just like Max.  You love to play dress up, and your favorite things to wear are Max’s clothes and your Seahawks jersey.  You will bring me multiple clothes you find discarded around the house and insist on wearing them all at once and get quite upset if I tell you it’s not possible to wear three pairs of pants at a time.

You are a very snuggly boy and love to cuddle up in my lap or under a blanket.  You usually give hugs and kisses very willingly which makes me very happy.

While every age has it’s fun and not so fun elements, I think I will miss you as a one year old, so fun of mischief and cuddles.

Happy Birthday my sweet boy.



Happy Birthday to me

9 Nov

Since I started work it seems I have neither time nor motivation to write things down!  I need to try and do better.


Halloween was great fun.  The boys were both superheroes.  Max has been talking about being Ironman for months now.  I did buy a costume on Amazon but it was much too big and the mask (of the traditional iron man sort) had Velcro that held it on that he complained was “pokey.”  It went back, and then we were given a hand-me-down version that was a little small and had a very strange mask that BOTH the boys love.  To me it looks like a funny robot monkey rather than ironman, but Max likes it because it is comfortable. 

Mars was fairly obsessed with the mask for the two weeks leading up to Halloween and wore it constantly.  I found an inexpensive Captain America costume on Amazon and ordered it thinking the mask would be similar, but it had Velcro in the back and he refused to wear it.  The costume was also huge and for a while he wouldn’t even put it on, but by Halloween he decided he liked it (but never the mask).  We had a great time at the preschool’s Halloween party and then had friends over for dinner and went trick or treating for the first time with them.  Max was VERY apprehensive about trick or treating (i.e. having to talk to strangers) but we went on a busy street where lots of kids were also out and he realized he didn’t have to have a real conversation with anyone and was quickly going to the door by himself.  It was very dark and I was worried I was going to lose one of them (particularly Mars).  I was so glad M came with us because we really needed a 1:1 kid to adult ratio.


M and I had a rare two nights out in one week, first going to a Fundraising party for a Lawyer Association the day before Halloween.  Max’s beloved preschool teacher babysat the boys– our first nighttime non-family babysitter ever!  It was fun to have some time just the two of us.  Then, last Wednesday we got out again for my birthday (which was Thursday).  My mom was in town, and M and I went to dinner at then to see Idina Menzel in a new musical called “If/Then” at the Paramount, which I loved (can’t go wrong with Idina).  Both of our departures resulted in MAJOR child meltdowns, especially Max.  He has been having unusually strong separation anxiety lately, even getting upset about me going to choir rehearsal last week which usually he doesn’t bat an eye about since he stays home with his dad.


My birthday itself was an unusually terrible day.  Mars woke up very grumpy and cried and fussed all day long.  I gave him some yogurt in the morning and he got it all over everything and so I decided to give him a bath, and he pooped in the bathtub which I got to clean up.  When we picked up Max from field trip, they got back late and I learned he had made the whole class miss the bus because of having to incessantly use the bathroom.  His teacher told me they were worried he might have a UTI.  We went to the mall briefly so my mom could return something and then let the kids play in the play area where a toddler girl with a mom who was not paying attention kept trying to aggressively scratch my children like an angry cat, resulting in them both hiding from her instead of playing.  We finally left there after it just got too crazy.  Both boys fell asleep in the car on the way home and were very grouchy to be wakened.  I took Max to the doctor where I had luckily been able to get him in at the end of the day, but where, due to the non-emergent nature of his symptoms we ended up waiting almost an hour to see the doctor.  I was very glad Mars was at home with my mom at least.  Max did not have an infection, so the mystery of too much pee remains a mystery.  But all of that did not make for much of a birthday.  However my fantastic husband met us at the doctor’s office and brought me lots of gorgeous roses and then I had cake and wine after Max went to bed so all was not lost.



We made up for a not so good birthday day on Saturday, when my mom and I spent the entire day at the mall with no agenda, just wandering, shopping, and eating.  It was a wonderful, leisurely day and exactly what I wanted.


Mars is talking so much now compared to just a few months ago.   He is now putting together 2 and 3 word phrases.  His favorite show, based on a book about a very nice witch and her animal friends is called “Room on the Broom.”  The other day when it ended he said to me, “Mom, more more Broom please!” He also likes to sing, and he is trying to learn the ABCD song– he will sing “Abcd…you and me… y z” and then demand I sing the whole song “mom, ABC!”  He also can do a bit of “Twinkle Twinkle” and “row, row, row your boat.”  He is also very interested in letters and numbers, I heard him saying 5, 6, 7, 8! The other day and he is very proud of himself for being able to identify the letter “A.” (Only 25 to go!).


Max continues to amaze me by asking very thoughtful and intelligent questions about things. A lot of his friends are having birthdays and turning four and he tells me on a daily basis he can’t wait to be four.  We are all enjoying his Thursday field trips– I have driven now to a puppet show (which I didn’t think Mars would sit still for, but he loved) and to a Pumpkin Patch, which was a lot of fun.  He’s also been to the Seattle Children’s Museum, the local hardware store, a Safeway and the Seattle Children’s Theater by bus.  This week they are going to the Science Center.

We also went to a pumpkin patch with my sister in law, brother in law and niece and the kids had a blast.


We have also been kinda sick for weeks now.  I am pretty sure I just keep getting one low grade cold after another. The kids get it and then pass it along just as I am better from the last one. M finally got so fed up he saw a doctor and got put on antibiotics, but nothing I have had has been bad enough, just seems to go on and on.  Last week I also got pink eye, or some other yucky eye infection, which I am still recovering from.  It’s getting better but I still can’t wear my contacts and I seem to have a sore throat daily.  Max clearly was not feeling well yesterday, but had no fever or any specific symptoms that would keep him home, and both M and I had to work so he went to daycare and I felt guilty about that.  He really has been freaking out about being left at daycare lately and it just kills us both—M gets the worst of it since he has to do the dropping off, but I feel terrible too.  I hope he rallies soon.


There’s probably other stuff I’m forgetting but those are the main updates!


6 Nov

Well I wrote this in October, it is now November and I never posted it!  So here goes.

It’s been forever since I wrote anything! We are settling into our new routine. I’ve been back at work now (2 days a week) for about three weeks. I’m still getting used to our schedule. Tuesdays seem to throw me off, because I work Monday and then Tuesday feels like my old Monday, getting Max to preschool in the morning. The boys seem to be doing fine at daycare. They are cheerful when M picks them up and don’t get too upset at drop off. As to what goes on all day I don’t have much of a clue, since neither of them is a reliable reporter and I’m not the one who picks them up to talk to the teachers.

I like work so far. It’s ramping up still, with people not really aware that I’m there yet so I haven’t had a ton of appointments, but I’m teaching a class next week so hopefully that will spur people to come talk to me. It’s really nice to have a couple of days a week where I get to leave the house and talk to grown ups and do stuff other than being a mom, but I do miss the boys and have small twinges of guilt sometimes. And I miss our freedom to have a morning playdate with our friends who have stay home moms. (I could drop another day of preschool to do this, but I think Max gets a lot out of going so for now I won’t). We do try to go places in the afternoons, though as the weather gets wetter that gets more challenging, since most of the places to play inside involve horrible traffic in the afternoons. We went to a really awesome place not too far away yesterday which had a climbing wall, a giant trampoline and tons of mats. The boys had an amazing time, but it was $16 and the open gym is only an hour, so I doubt we will be doing that very often. But it is a possibility for Max’s birthday party.

I can’t remember if I mentioned this before, but Max has been having night terrors. He’d had one or two before but now it’s 2-3 times a week, always within an hour of going to sleep. He sits up screaming and thrashing but isn’t really awake. It’s ROUGH. There isn’t much we can do but try to keep him from hurting himself and try (and usually fail) to gently wake him up so he will go back to sleep.

Mars is talking a lot more now finally, after my being worried because he was behind Max at this age. He, being nearly two, has recently learned “no” (though he says “bo”) and “mine”. He also likes to give status updates, pointing at me and saying “mom” and then he will say “dada, work,” “Mac, ‘kool” just so we all know where everyone is. He loves to play with other kids, which Max wasn’t so into at this age. His buddy is B, who is about a month older than him (little sister to Max’s best girl N). They are so sweet together.

Max is very into Star Wars lately which is pretty funny since he’s never seen it (that’s what happens when you go to mixed age preschool and the five year olds tell you what’s cool I guess). He is also very interested in mini coopers and points out every one we drive by (which, as it turns out, is a lot in our area).

I feel like there is so much more to say, but I can’t even remember what it is that I’ve forgotten to write about.

End of Summer Adventures

7 Sep

We have had a busy week.  Last weekend we went to the State Fair.  We saw lots of animals (Max was not especially impressed with the farm animals but both really liked the petting zoo—one unfortunate side effect is now Mars wants to pet (and sometimes kiss) any furry animal we see, including and especially strange dogs we encounter.  It was better when he was a little nervous around them since not all dogs want to be mauled by toddlers). 

At the fair Max went on his very first rides—a small roller coaster, which he deemed scary and fun, this airplane ride we went on twice, and teacups like ride where you could spin bears around (I happily rode the airplane with him but sent M on the other two as I am prone to extreme motion sickness with any kind of spinning).   



The kids also loved the Rvs, riding mini tractors and watching a car race.
There was a big wind storm while we were at the fair and though it was somewhat windy there, closer to home wind was doing a lot of damage and it took us hours to get home because so many trees had fallen blocking major roadways.  Our attempt at stopping at a shopping center for dinner was foiled when said establishment was out of power due to fallen trees.  It was a long day.

Next we spent four days in Vancouver, BC .  It turned out to be cold and rainy for those few days which pushed us into some indoor activities, but the taste of fall weather was a nice break from being too hot.  


We did a lot of walking, found some gluten free donuts (yay!), spent an entire day at the science center where the boys had a blast playing with many different ball exhibits. 



Mars could not be parted with his “bawl” and we may have stolen a tiny one.  Sorry Science World.  Vancouver also has some great parks with interesting play areas we explored whenever it wasn’t raining. 



We had a good time and mercifully no one got sick this time like our last road trip.  Max is horrible at sleeping away from home and was fairly tired and crabby the first few days but overall we had fun.

We came home and M spent a day helping his brother in law with some home projects while I set out to break my own walking record and I pushed the boys in the stroller for a total of 9 miles in one day.  It was exhausting but good.

Sunday M was feeling a little under the weather and it was raining again so I took the boys to the mall for something inside to do.  I managed a little shopping, buying myself two shirts (one of which Max picked out—he also really wanted me to wear some interesting short, sequined skirt type numbers which I declined), and a few more fall clothes for Max.  We next spent about an hour in the packed mall play area where I had to keep eagle eyes on the kids since it was so crowded and the area isn’t gated so I was scared Mars would wander away.  When we got alllll the way back to the van and the kids buckled in only then did I notice the bag with my two shirts had disappeared.  Feeling sick (but managing not to curse in front of the children!) we retraced our steps and asked at the lost and found and the store they were from, but I am pretty sure the bag was stolen from the stroller while we were playing (there is also a small possibility Mars threw the bag out of the stroller.  He does that sometimes).   It was very annoying (and balsy of whomever did it) but given all the ways it could have been worse (could have been my wallet/phone/the whole stroller/the kids shoes/my car/we could be Syrian refugees etc) it’s not the end of the world.

For several months I have been in the bad habit of taking Mars to bed with me when he wakes up in the middle of the night, so now nightly he wakes up around midnight expecting to sleep with mom.  He officially got kicked out this week after falling out of my bed two mornings in a row.  I’m a little sad not to have those snuggle times, but it’s no longer safe so back to his own bed he goes.  He is not pleased with this new arrangement and complains loudly for quite awhile every night.  Hopefully he will learn to love his own bed soon.

We are gearing up for Fall, with which comes our transition to our new schedule and my new job.  Max starts getting to go on field trips at school once a week, and in a couple more weeks the kids start daycare twice a week (Max is not so excited about that, poor kid).   We have been eating out a lot and eating a lot of convenience foods lately and I’m eager to get back to cooking most of our food and us all eating healthier too.
Two different people asked me at the mall if these two were twins. They do like to wear their matching Seahawks jerseys!

Lucky Days

28 Aug

We had an absolutely epic day yesterday, and today was a pretty busy one too.

Yesterday the boys and I toured two daycares, ate cupcakes, outfitted Max for fall at a consignment store, played at three parks, got the van jump started by a helpful stranger and had dinner as a family at the beach.

After touring three daycares in two days (and after closely reviewing the policies of a fourth cancelled our tour when I realized it cost more than the others, didn’t provide lunch, and provided some religious instruction I wasn’t comfortable with.)

On Wednesday I toured a very nice in-home daycare that had come recommended to me by someone in a mom’s facebook group I belong to.  I liked it well enough, it seemed perfectly fine, but I didn’t have the gut feeling of THIS IS IT.  Plus, Mars was weirdly clingy to me there which seemed an odd sign since he is usually ready to jump in and play if there are toys and kids around.

Thursday we started the day at the only place that isn’t an in-home facility.  It is more like a school than a daycare.  It was the only one I didn’t have a personal recommendation for as it just opened three weeks ago, but is run by the same woman who started a similar place Mars and I toured recently and liked but deemed it too far away.  The school does Spanish language immersion which I think is cool but might make Max’s transition that much harder.  However, it was clean, crisp, structured, the teachers all have backgrounds in elementary education, they were all very kind, and there is a big outdoor playspace that both of my kids loved.  We really, really liked it.

Later in the day we toured an in-home daycare that was the polar opposite of the above.  I had high hopes for this one because kids Max knows goes there and I thought it would be great to have buddies.  It was not my cup of tea.  It is one woman in her home with 8-9 kids at a time and the kids just play all day with little to no structure.  It was LOUD and chaotic and Max was very overwhelmed (as was I).  For a few hours it would be fine but for a 9+ hour day twice a week I couldn’t see leaving my kids there.

In the end the decision was much easier than I anticipated.  I chose the immersion school—the kids loved it (though Max was horrified when I told him my intention was for him to stay there all day while I am at work), and I felt really good about it.  I really hope two days a week will be enough for them to get used to it—I really am worried about Max, he’s so sensitive.  He still clings to me every day when I drop him off at preschool even though he loves it there and has been going for a year.  (He will continue to go on the days he doesn’t go to his new school).  Maybe the dynamic of Dad dropping them off will help as M is much less likely to stand for endless separation anxiety.

I’m glad that’s settled.  I feel good about my decision and still horribly anxious because these kids are used  to me being around all the time and it will be a big transition for them.

Anyway, between those two appointments yesterday I was determined to spend what might be the last sunny day for a week, outside.  We got treats and then walked to our favorite consignment store and while the boys played with toys I miraculously found a winter jacket, a couple of sweaters and several pairs of pants for Max for fall/winter (including jeans soft enough he was willing to wear them—he hasn’t worn jeans in almost two years!)  It’s really hard to find used clothes for big boys, so I lucked out.


Silly in his new jeans



Eventually we did get to the car after much dawdling

Then we went home and packed a lunch and went to the wading pool and park #1.  I have mixed feelings about the wading pool because it takes forever to get them in and out of their swimming stuff and they get bored and want to go to the playground after maybe 15 minutes.  Plus the water was ice cold and Mars was freezing.  But we went to the playground for an hour and then I hearded them (ever so slowly) to the van an hour before our appointment to tour the second daycare knowing they would fall asleep in the car. 

Sure enough in five minutes they were both sound asleep.  I went through the Starbucks drive through and then parked the van in the shade near where I thought the daycare was.  Unfortunately because it was pretty hot out I decided to leave the car on auxillary to keep the a/c running and I ran the battery out.  By the time I went to start up the van and it wouldn’t go I had 15 minutes until our appointment and M couldn’t come help us because our other car was in the shop.  Lucky for me a very nice man parked his truck right behind us and ended up giving us a jump start, saving me from pushing two very grumpy and hot toddlers in the stroller a half mile to what turned out to be the wrong address (I had gotten the street number wrong).  We were 30 min late to our daycare appointment which turned out ok.

After that we went to our favorite park close to home where I met up with a friend I’ve known since high school who lives nearby and has a baby.  She was getting rid of some old work clothes and gave me two pairs of pants that lucky for me fit perfectly (and I really needed work pants too).

We got home maybe 10 minutes before M returned from work, and once he got home we all left again to have burgers at the beach and go to the park near there.  It was a very busy but very fun day!

Today was almost as busy.  Max went to preschool while Mars and I went to the gym, then did errands and I ended up walking from the junction to Max’s school with the stroller because Mars was asleep. It was farther than I remembered it being (it’s almost 2 miles each way). When I pushed the boys back to the junction (which is uphill the whole way) and I was sweating bullets about half way back I started being kind of sorry about my decision but we powered through and fortunately no one was too whiny or upset (except maybe me, but I kept it to myself).  We went straight from there to the park where we met up with some of Max’s friends from school, some of whom are heading to kindergarten next month and had their last day of preschool today.

After lots of crazy boy playing at the park we headed home for a playdate with my friend L and her two boys K and O.  Max couldn’t WAIT for K to come over and asked me every five minutes when he was going to get there.  The little boys (O just turned one) played together adorably, and the big boys ran around like wild animals.  It was good to catch up with L a bit though.

As soon as M got home and the friends left I was out the door for a mom date with the mom of one of Max’s besties from school.  We were talking about how hard it is to make mom friends with whom you connect, share a similar parenting style and your kids like each other.  Our kids are in an adorable love triangle (she has two girls) since Mars is smitten with her older girl, and her younger girl is madly in love with Mars (Max could care less and just wants to play). We got pedicures and dinner and had a wonderful time.

It’s been a busy couple of days and now it’s pouring rain like Fall is suddenly here so I’m glad we had so many adventures before the rain came.

Sunday Funday

23 Aug

Oh so much random stuff to talk about.  First,  I GOT A JOB!!! I never was able to make it work with the first interview place,  which was too bad because I liked them,  but also just as well because it was a loooong commute.  My new job is still probably a 40 min commute but that’s better than over an hour! It’s awesome because it’s two days a week and I think I am going to have a lot of room to be creative with how I do things there which I am excited about.  I start in about a month and am looking into daycare right now.  If my days were going to be Tuesday and Thursday I would have an easier time,  but alas one of the days has to be Friday.  I have a couple of options I am hopeful about.  It’s going  to be rough on Max at first poor kid. He’s very shy with strangers,  especially strange adults.  I hope he settles into daycare as quickly as he did preschool.  Mars is pretty adaptable and social so I don’t worry as much about him.


We had a busy Sunday.  We went to our favorite breakfast place at the beach and watched the start of a 5k race that was benefitting a cancer charity.  Over the loudspeaker the announcer was talking about a patient the organization was helping who is 31 years old with stage four breast cancer and I burst into tears on the street corner!  So devastating to contemplate such a grim diagnosis at such a young age (four years younger than me!)



We somewhat spontaneously decided to spend the rest of they day on Bainbridge Island which wasn’t the best plan.  We planned to drive downtown and walk on the ferry but we couldn’t find parking that wasn’t a) two hour limit or b) cost $30. M was starting to get mad,  as he has little patience for time wasting shenanigans like driving in circles.  We finally just drove onto the ferry.  We walked around the waterfront,  had Pad Thai and I remembered why it is that the last time I had Thai food that wasn’t take out was before Mars was born (because my children are wild animals who should not be taken to real restaurants).



We had fun at a park playing with some rocket balloons,  and a little playground time before we got too hot.  We ended up driving all the way home rather than wait two hours for the ferry.   It was a long day but the kids had fun anyway.

Potty Problems

17 Aug

Rainy day snuggles

I do not understand what is going on with Max.  Last Friday there was a massive rainstorm on the same day M noticed there was moisture leaking somewhere in our house.  He came home early and was just about to punch a hole in the drywall in Max’s room to find the leak when he stopped and smelled the wetness.  It wasn’t rain, it was URINE.  Apparently, for some period of time, Max has been getting up in the morning and peeing on his bedroom floor, and then going about his day.  My response was:


Enter long conversation about how we only pee on the potty, breaks the house to pee on the floor, blah blah blah.  We also moved his bed to block the place he’d been peeing, created a “road” out of tape from the bed to the toilet in the bathroom next to his room, and placed pictures of his favorite character “Fireman Sam” holding a hose to remind him where to go.  Sure enough next morning he used the toilet as requested, problem solved.


Oh today was not good.

This afternoon we were returning from a failed attempt to get Mars to take a nap upstairs.  Max went downstairs first, and Mars and I were close behind when I heard the unmistakable sound of peeing.  He had gone behind the couch, removed his clothes, and peed on the floor.  I would like to tell you that at this point I responded calmly and rationally but I did NOT.  I got mad, I sent him to his room, made him put on a pull-up, and insisted he get in his bed.  There was a lot of crying.  Mars was busy pulling up the tape road from Max’s room, Max was crying and I was just DONE.  I sent them both to their beds, where they both cried awhile and eventually went to sleep.  I felt bad about getting mad, but also so angry and frustrated that my potty trained toddler is suddenly peeing everywhere in my carpeted house.  When I ask him why he says, “I don’t know.” And maybe he doesn’t know.  I don’t either, but I’m frustrated.  It isn’t like he’s having accidents and not making it to the bathroom–that I could understand.  This is deliberate removal of clothing and peeing in corners.  I am mystified.

We also have an actual leak in the van, after three botched attempts to fix the shoddy windshield installation already water was pouring in during the rainstorm so once again the van is in the shop

I received a call back from job A today, confirming what I told them last week about not being willing to drive over an hour each way more than twice a week.  They were hoping to come to a compromise but I just can’t do it.  She said they would get back to me but I am certain they are going to say they can’t hire me and I understand, though it’s disappointing, though at least it isn’t because they didn’t like me.

Last Friday’s interview for job B went pretty well I think.  The job is also not super close, though more like 45 minutes each way instead of over an hour.  It’s 20 hours a week which is the maximum I’m comfortable with, but I think they would be willing to let me do two long days so I only have to do the commute twice a week.  That’s if they want to hire me.  I don’t know.  If this one doesn’t work out there aren’t any more things to apply for right now and maybe that’s for the best.  This has been very stressful and if neither of these jobs pan out I think I need a break from all this uncertainty for awhile.


14 Aug

It is 12:30am.  I should have been asleep two hours ago.  In the morning I have another job interview, which should be interesting since I’m going to be super tired.

I still haven’t heard anything about the other job, the one where I told them I liked them but would only work 2.5 days when they wanted 3.5.  Since it’s been 4 days I assume they are interviewing other people and trying to find someone else.  It would be nice if they would just call me and say, hey, it’s not going to work out, but that’s ok.  I know my limits.  The interview tomorrow I have no idea if it’s going to be a good fit—the job posting just said part-time, no indication of how many hours.  I have contacted a bunch of childcare places lately and the ones that said they have space all also said, but we will fill up soon, it’s almost Fall!  And there is nothing I can do about it because I don’t have a job yet, it’s just a possibility.

I really should be sleeping right now.  I did try for over an hour but couldn’t fall asleep.  Too much on my mind, but I am tired.  Oh tomorrow is going to be rough.  Let’s talk about something else.

Last night I got Max to sleep relatively easily but he woke up three separate times in the night.  The first two times I think were nightmares—he wasn’t totally awake, but was screaming and hysterical.  The third time he needed to pee and he wanted a “grown up to help with his diaper” (he is not night potty trained yet).  We sleepily told him just to put on underwear because by this time it was probably 4am and he wasn’t in danger of waking up wet.  So two nights of bad sleep going into an interview is going to be awesome.  I should stop thinking about that.


Today the kids and I went to KidsQuest Children’s Museum in Factoria with our friends.  They are so fun to have playdates with because the two girls are almost exactly the same ages as each of my boys and the girls just adore my boys which is too cute.  (The boys think they are pretty great too).  We had fun at the museum and then went to lunch.  I loaded my kids in the stroller after hoping they’d fall asleep so I could wander Nordstrom Rack, but they weren’t having it and Mars was getting fussy and Max kept asking when we’d be all done.  They each fell asleep almost instantly in the car though.

We have been having gorgeous sunsets, mostly caused by the wildfires in Eastern Washington I think, but I’ve been practicing my photography on them.  A few of my favorites:



I guess I should try to sleep now.

Oh and you can follow me on Instagram now, if you want: @thesassychicken

Sleepy non sleepers

10 Aug

I need to figure out a way to calm down when I’m stressed so I can sleep better.  The night after my job interview I barely slept.  Today I had another phone conversation with HR and my stomach is in knots waiting to see what will happen next.  The gist is that they like me, I like them, but I am unwilling to work as many days as they need.  They are now deciding whether they will hire me anyway, or go with someone willing to work all the hours they need now.  I’m stressing about which way it will go, if I am hired what will happen with childcare, not only for the days I do work but for the intense training period which will be about a month of full-time hours.  I still feel guilty about wanting to work, which logically I know doesn’t make sense, but emotions aren’t logical.

I have an interview request for another job pending, so even if the above doesn’t work out, there is another possibility on the horizon.  This second job isn’t as long of a commute, but is perhaps not as ideal of a fit for what I really want to do, so we will see where it leads.  The first place I just really liked all the people and the culture and the type of job, even if the commute sucks, but we will see if they are willing to allow me to only work 2.5 days a week.

I finally got Mars to take a nap today.  It was pretty late and involved way more rocking and singing than he usually needs but at least he slept a little.  Max had no car naps, which is good because he stayed in bed tonight instead of getting up eighteen times like last night.

I also tried and failed amusingly to take a picture of what I was wearing today.  I see other bloggers write about their mom-fashionyness and if I did this regularly it might help me get out of the rut of wearing the same stuff all the time but clearly my technique needs work!  Time to figure out the timer on my camera.  Too bad I don’t have a tripod.





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