bsmiles and sunny days

She must be one of mine.

We started with a tummy bug, then colds that were actually fever that actually was Influenza B.  And after seven people cycled through both of those- tummy bug eight- we started over with the stomach flu again!  WOOHOO!  This is the flu that never ends, it just goes on and on my friends... Somebody started getting it, not knowing who it's from, and then we kept on getting it forever just because this is the flu that never ends... I want to have the baby.  I mean, I go back and forth.  I want to wait until my family is not coughing or sniffling or vomitting or chilling or running to the toilet for other unmentionable reasons.  But part of me is sure that I'm ready now and that it could- it should- happen at any given second. I'm crabby.  I want to be done with all of this.  I want to have a normal day-to-day routine that works and sticks.  I've never had that, but I want it.  Even when we aren't sick I don't have that, really.  But I think about having it and it&

I'm making SUCH great progress on my list that I decided to stop and give you a little update.  Don't get excited, no  px yet.  My room is occupied by a very sick dude right now so I can't get to my camera at present.  Soon I will, soon! It's getting so close.  I'm having a baby soon.  A new life is coming into my world.  For so many of my pregnancies I have known what to expect.  I know that for a year, or so, I won't sleep more than a few hours at a time.  I will cry every day for most of that year; not sad tears, just random tears of varying emotions.  I will wear maternity clothes for part of it because I will not lose most of the baby weight until close to the end of that year.  In the meantime I will change hundreds and hundreds of diapers.  I will endure the all-encompassing chore of breastfeeding.  (Those first weeks are bad.... verrrrry bad for me.)  No one else will be able to comfort the baby like I will, which means my life will not be my own for a l

Writing more talking less...?  Hardly. It's a lofty goal for month nine. There is so much I want to do, and there are a million distractions that keep me from being functional.  I have a houseful of sick kids today.  It's been a gradual progression of fallout.  One went down, then another, then two more... now all six feeling yucky, moaning, drinking Sprite, eating crackers.  The fevers are almost gone with the exception of the latecomers.  I'm ok, I don't mind taking a sick day from school in exchange for a marathon of movies.  The big kids are still considerate of overworking me and the little ones don't have the energy to ask for much.  It could be so much worse.  And I feel good- that helps.  Only, I'm a little concerned about being this close to my due date with so much infection floating around the house.  I may lock the kids in the basement for a few hours so I can air the house and disinfect everything.  As far as being prepared for another baby, I could