I have the words of a folk song stuck in my head.   Its actually written about logging in Alaska.   But its quite appropriate this morning.

"Its a great life, if you don't weaken.  I can hear it calling me still.  But I doubt very much if I ever go back, in fact I know I never will."

Its my motto in regards to the last umm 15 hours.      Or parenting in general.

Yesterday Rainee didn't get a nap.    We were at our ultrasound appointment and she was playing at grandma's.   And by the time we got home it was too late.   Rainee's also been without her flovent for almost a week and a half.   The first 5 days of that was due to our not realizing it was out....and we were giving her air.  (growl)  The next 5 was due to getting the pharmacist to get ahold of the doctor.   All in all her lungs are rather crappy as a result.     On top of her being over tired.   So last night she didn't want to breathe.   She started desatting a whole ten minutes after she fell asleep.   And did it off and on all night.  I ended up staying up until after midnight just watching the frickin' alarm willing it to move up a bit.   

She was at a liter and a half of oxygen...and I should have put her at 2.  *sigh*   Proves my latest theory that she *HAS* to nap for her safety.   She just gets so tired she forgets to breathe at night otherwise.   One can't actually do that...

Soooooooooooooooooooooooo   that should have meant she'd sleep in right?  Nope.   And the big kids upstairs???  They were awake at 5:15 this morning.  Yes FIVE FIFTEEN.    Rainee was awake and wimpering about ten minutes later.  

That gives me five hours of NOT solid sleep...so like a good loving mother I put the pillow over my head let her whimper and "slept" until 6:15 this morning.     Thats when the whimper turned into something more desperate and I got up.

Big kids continued to party in their bedroom while I nursed Rainee and desperately attempted to wake up.

Sooooooooooooooooo  Rob got home at 7 am as the kiddos were getting dressed.   We had to take our van into the shop this morning, and told them we'd get breakfast at McD's.   In order to get the van to the shop we take two vehicles.   This is logical right?   Well we take the van and the Geo in.   And leave the Geo.   And then we come home.   And Rob takes the van back in and picks up the Geo.      We don't have two vehicles that fit our family, so we do several extra 40 minute runs in order to get the car into the shop.    *joy*

Anyhow as I'm walking out to the van I look on the lawn to see the lattice work that *used* to cover the girls window to keep them from throwing stuff out of it laying all over the lawn in little bitty pieces.    That definitely wasn't there yesterday. 

The party my kids were having????   It was a lattice work removal party.   Now we'd actually been talking about removing it 'cause they've gotten old enough that their no longer completely stupid about hanging out the window  (Its about 15 feet to the ground from there).    So that part doesn't bother me *that* much.   Its just the wanton destruction going against mom thing that infuriates me. 

And the fact that my pillow was over my head and I was completely unaware they were doing it.........guess I won't be doin' that again.

Soooooooo now we have to decide how or if to discipline.

I hate coming up with creative discipline.  

And remember I have less then 5 hours of sleep in my system. 

Its a great life if you don't weaken.

I was *supposed* to go grocery shopping today.   I'm not.   I'm going back to bed as soon as Rob gets back.  I NEEEEEEEEEED it.

Good practice for a newborn right???

I didn't need this kind of prrrrrrrrrrrrractice.   Nope, Nope, Nope.

big grin

Got to see pumpkinhead today.   He/she is a wiggly little squirt.   This was a early ultrasound too early to do a sex thingy.   Besides he/she was waaaaaaaaaaaaay to busy.   

It was way fun to watch the most fun of any ultrasound.   The baby was doing summersaults and all kinds of acrobatic flips inside me.   Rob loved it.   (He hadn't really cared about going.)   The ultrasound tech was even giggling.

Heart rate was 164.   Doesn't that mean girl???     

Anyhow definitely a highlight.   Even if I did have to endure an exploding bladder.

Mornin'

My ultrasound is today.   Get to see peanut!  Speaking of peanut.  We officially have a boys name.  Jeremiah Cole.    We both like it a lot.   The girls name is still in a state of flux.  Although we're leaning towards Haylie until we agree on something else.  Maybe this means its a boy right?  Although ironically enough we both would prefer another girl.   Boys are work.  *snicker*

My mom will watch the kiddos and Rob actually gets to come see.  He didn't ever get to see Rainee so this is good.

I actually did some extra posts today.   And am mostly caught up.  (yeah!)   Although I should probably do something at Taskmaster just unsure as to what......

Now for the entertaining story of the day. 

Last night at 3 am.  (So that would be technically this morning.)   Ricky let out a series of loud barks from the girls bedroom and Zeria began screaming.  (LOUDLY).   This was needless to say extremely startling.   Kaylin then too started crying, and I bolted out of bed to see what was up.  (Rob being at work)    I entered the living room to hear Sam say "GOTCHA!"   Adding to the puzzle.

Soooooooooooo  I holler upstairs asking whats going on.  And the sobs begin to disipate from Kaylin, but Zeria is still hysterical.  "Ricky barked and it scared me."  finally comes out.   My over-active imagination comes down off the ceiling.   I finally talk Zeria into coming down and snuggle with her on the chair until she calms down.   She heads to bed and I stay laying wide awake for the next hour.  *growls*     Sam btw was catching Ricky so he would scare sisters anymore.  *snicker*

I *think*  he was barking at the newspaper carrier, but I could be wrong......

Have you seen Mari's shoes????? Neither have we.  *growl*  I spend half my life looking for his shoes.......I think I'm not getting paid enough.

Gooooooood afternoon.

Its rainin' cats & dogs.   Which is a GOOD thing.  We are so parched here.  Which is just bizarre for this time of year. 

The bad thing of course is we've had such lovely weather for so long that my kids have forgotten how to be house bound.  I finally broke down and let them watch WAY more tv then normal.  Fortunately at the moment the 3 youngest are asleep *yeah*.  

I'm draggin' big time today.   Can still feel the sugar in me.  *growls*   But not quite as moody as I was yesterday.

Have been slowly workin' through my 2 plus years of my "new" digital camera's pictures and scrapbooking them into 8x10 pictures.  I'll then order 8x10 copies of each from Shutterfly.   This in the long run is cheaper then just printing them all out.   And gives me lots of reason to play with psp.   I even learned how to type font in something besides a straight line.  *grin*

At the finish of the page I'm workin' on I'll have done 3 months worth.  Its slow going, I do about 2-3 pages a day (when DH's at work)   But their turning out really nice.  Sooner or later I'll shrink one and upload it to here to share. 

My pcp has already gotten ahold of me (well the nurse)  and discussed my thyroid. She didn't up my med yet 'cause she has to talk to the pcp one more time.   Cause they didn't know I was preggers.  *snickers*  It won't make any difference...but the nurse couldn't just order stuff.  So hopefully she calls later tonight and all those details will be sorted out.   My thyroid med is currently quite strong.   (175mg)  But I'm gonna have to up it again to keep it level.   And then maybe I'll loose the jitttttttttters.

I actually *gasp* did some posts today.    Could do one or more, but theirs no rush as their in slow movin' stories.  

Other then that just hangin' out and waiting for my head to stop spinin'.  Tomorrow Jamari has a healthy checkup.    And Thursday I get to have my early ultrasound to varify my date due to my always havin pre-term labour. 

weeeeeeeeeee  I finally got online.   I've been trying all day.

Well in between going to the Dr's and life. 

I was dehydrated at my midwife's appointment on Thursday.   So I had to go in for a recheck.   Well hydrated now. 

Also had to take a early glucola test due to Rainee being so big when she was born.

I flunked...

By two frickin' points. 

So they wanted me to take the three hour test and I just plain told them no.   NoT!    I was completely willing to be considered diabetic, but I am not taking that nasty test again.  I did that with Kaylin and I do NOT respond well to my body being flooded with sugar.

So she "compromised" and said I could come in and do a fasting test next week, eat breakfast and then take another one. 

Oh such a compromise.

Wednesday Mari has a healthy check-up.  Thursday I have a ultra-sound.    Friday the van has to be fixed.   Then the weekend. 

Then next week I have the blood-work.   and my first "official" midwife appointment.

Did I mention I hate doctors????????

Oh well.

I wasn't supposed to see the midwife today but 'cause I flunked the glucola test I saw her briefly.   She's already making plans to help me avoid hemoraghing.   Sooooooooo  we shall see.   I guess the first plan is to get a shot of pitosin as the baby is coming out.   She's sure this will work. 

I'm umm a LOT doubtful.   As I was on the pitosin drip with both pregnancies and hemoraghed.   I'll discuss it more with her at my "real" appointment next-week.

The weekend was extremely stressful.   Something happened at work that I'm not at liberty to discuss and Rob was very very upset.   Fortunately things went down much better then expected and Rob's doing quite well (now)

Unfortunately I'm LOADED with the wretched sugar and dealing with fairly strong depression.   Any suggestions as to how to get it out???

I've been flooding my body with water hoping that would help.   The only good news is I haven't yelled at my kids.   Trust me that was a major accomplishment.   Especially since its Rainee and we're all stuck inside.

As a result of the depression I'm choosing not to check on the boards tonight....its just better that way.   Hopefully I'm not dragging anybody down waiting.....but most of my charries have been asleep for several weeks anyhow.

Oh yes...and my thyroids a bit off.   So I have to get ahold of my pcp and get a wee bit of an adjustment.    I haven't been sleepin' well the last week or two and have been fairly jittery so maybe that's why.   Shrugs we'll see.   I just hope I don't have to fight to get ahold of the pcp 'cause umm their rather pains in the butt about getting ahold of.   And thyoid stuff causes birth defects if not not careful.  I'd really rather not go there again....

God IS good!  Cause he worked miracles in regards to Rob's work situation.    This is a good thing.

Now to get the sugar out of my system so I can believe it.