Mostly

I mostly stay at home.

I am mostly tired.

I am mostly cranky.

I am mostly hungry.

I mostly don't make dinner.

I am mostly sick.

I mostly feel lonely.

I am mostly depressed.  Prenatal depression bites.

I mostly cry at night.

I mostly let LQ eat what she wants.  Cold hot dogs anyone?

I mostly let myself eat what I want.

I mostly wish someone else could magically save me from myself.

I mostly know that that's not going to happen.

Most of all, I do not want any advice.  I just mostly need a hug.

Life isn't always roses and sweet tea

Of course after I sing LQ's praises for the other day, I wake up today from my nap to find pee puddles right by the toilet and LQ asking for wipes because she had poo poo bottom.

I finally found the wet underpants, but am still puzzled as to where (if there were any) the "poo poos" have disappeared to.  I suggest no one visit my home until I work that one out.

Is that a light at the end?

I enjoyed my little Sunbeam class on Sunday.  Even though the entire class showed up.  These poor "beams" have had nothing but First-Trimester-I'm-so-tired-and-cranky-I-am-seriously-considering-falling-off-my-chair-to-get-a-quick-recovery-nap Hel.

Heh.... add an extra "L" on my name at the end of that sentence and it wouldn't really change the meaning of it much at all.

So when I enjoyed six of the little preciousness-es on Sunday, I really thought I was back on track.  Actually a few of the stars aligned right for me to think that.  I started thinking creatively again (creative brain has been working overtime in the inner nursery), I sewed LQ a skirt (first real project since January) and I.... wait for it..... MADE DINNER (and it wasn't burnt cheesy toast).

Yesterday I was on top of my game.  Playing educational games with LQ and tidying the house simultaneously.

And then today happened.  My body shut down at around 10.30am and didn't kickstart again until 5pm. 4 hours of that I was napping.

This is where I say I have the most incredible LQ in the history of LQ's.  Two of those napping hours she just pleasantly sat on my bed watching PBS kids.  The other two she napped with me.   I do feel bad that she doesn't get out on days like these (yep I've had one or two already - it killed me not to be able to complain about it on my blog), but the guilt is not so bad that it's motivation to get out of bed.  There would have to be some pretty wicked mother guilt to achieve that.


And now I've complained about that... I just quickly clicked over to my google reader to see what was going on in the world... and my heavily pregnant friend who is due in April has been put on bed rest (pre-eclampsia) for the rest of the pregnancy.

There's always someone who has it worse - or likes to one-up me.... ;)

Shake It!

We've decided that LQ needs a job.  She does have one talent that we think may be useful.  Watch.

What is making Hel happy this week?

Finding grocery store shelving for a total of $5 from the thrift store.

And this has been making me happy (and sick... and really tired.... and nervous) for about 10 weeks now, but it makes me happy to show it to you now.

fun times

LQ has recently started changing colours.  She closes her eyes and when she opens them again she will be purple or brown or any number of other colours.  It's an awesome talent to have.  I'm just not sure how to use it yet especially as she's the only person who can see the changes.

We were driving home from the store the other night and I told LQ that she was crazy.  "I not crazy, mummy.  I cool"

Anyone in need of the a cool, orange kid?

This

has made me happy this week.



The shelf and night light cost a total of $20 from Ikea.  An impromptu lunch date with my precious daughter was a bonus.


and this.









LQ earning her first dollar.  For emptying the entire dishwasher.