I have to get better at this!

Gosh! I have been busy! Really! So, over the last two weeks what have we been doing? Well, Mavrick turned 7! Yes, he is 7! I can’t believe it either. We had a Webkinz party for Mav, which was interesting because we did it here at the house and invited neighborhood kids and school kids and we played games. We have never done the party game thing before. We guessed how many gumballs were in a jar, Operation Gumball. Then we played pin the tail on the donkey, had a water balloon toss, had a piñata and wrapped it up with a water balloon toss. The prizes for the winners and runners up were webkinz items. That part got a little expensive, but I justified it in my mind with “we took Michael to Disney World for his 7th birthday.” I think fun was had by all, so it was well worth the expense.

Julie and Stuart Birdseye came to the party and she (aka JeJe) brought the CD with the pics from the sitting with Major and the rest of us. They are amazing. I am so glad that we had them done early. The one of all 5 of us at the top of my blog are one of them. There were 165-ish in all. We are going to do his birth announcements with one as well. She even has one of their pictures on her new business cards. www.juliebirdseye.com

The boys got out of school for the summer on the 21st. It has been interesting getting used to having three kids at home. They are bored out of their heads because their friends don’t get out of school till the 5th. They are going to start staying at my mom & dad’s on Tuesdays and Wednesdays and I am going to try to get my life in order and decide what I want to be when I grow up. We may leave Major with Mom and Dad on Fridays and go to the water park. I am due back at work on July the 11th and I am having a hard time warming up to that idea, but the backup plan isn’t coming together too quickly, and COBRA will cost half of one of Marks paychecks… Last week I was telling Mark about my fears and hesitations and he said to me “God left you hear for something special. He as something wonderful waiting for you.” It briefly occurred to me that he was probably right, and something special and wonderful probably didn’t entail sitting behind a desk at the Town for 40 hours each week…

On Memorial Day, we went to my sister’s house. They had our family and Brian’s family over. They do that a lot and it is always fun. We took the kids to the neighborhood “splash pad” and then took the bigger kids to the pool. Major stayed at the house with my parents, and Mark had to work. We got sunburned, but we all are looking a little tan now. I have not bought a new swim suit this season and wasn’t going to swim. Christy had a swim suit that she never wore and talked me into going. The suit was a bit small. I felt like my butt was hanging out in the back and I had muffin boobs (you know when they hang out over the edge of your suit or bra), but it covered the important parts. Thing is that I now have tan lines, so I have to do some toning up so I can wear it this summer! How is that for motivation!
Major turned 6 weeks old on Wednesday. He is growing like crazy. He has decided that nursing isn’t really his thing, and my boobs have decided that they are going to dry up. Nuthin’ but dust in there now. Really. I try to pump and get about 2 oz a day! Yes, a DAY! Anyway, that child has the worst gas. He does really good some days, and some days, just to take a nap he needs to be held and patted the entire time. Who am I to tell him “no.” My mom has been after me about holding him too much and spoiling him…WHATEVER! My thought is that he is a miracle. All children are miracles, but this little man was conceived while I was on the pill. He is that 1 in 99% chance. And I could have died after I had him and never had the chance to hold him all day, so if I want to hold him till he is 7, I will.
On Wednesday, I had my 6 week check up and my Dr said everything was great. I look great. My blood pressure is great. My weight is great. It’s all great. So she released me back to my life. I really am feeling good now. Like a new mom. I am remembering how over rated sleep is, for more than 2 hours at a time anyway. This time I am really able to keep it in perspective how short this time really is. Major will be sleeping through the night soon enough… and rolling over, and sitting up, and walking, and talking, and potty trained, and turning 7!

On Thursday, Mark had a consultation for his vasectomy. It is scheduled for the 13th. The brought home this literature and it talks about how permanent it is. I know that we don’t need any more kids, but it still makes me kind of sad thinking that we will NOT be having anymore kids. We both agree that there are thousands of children that need to be adopted by a good family, and we could get the little girl we don’t have. So, Mark is getting spayed in a few weeks.

Tonight, Mark and I are going on a date. The first one in a long time. I am excited. My mom and dad have offered to let all the kids spend the night. I don’t know if she knows what she is volunteering for. Major really wakes and eats every two hours the last few days, but I guess that is even more reason to let him stay. I would probably be a new woman with 7 or 8 hours of sleep IN A ROW!