What do you mean no one's open????

So...It's the middle of the night and I'm paying bills. Why? Because I'm waiting for the little one to wake up again. I didn't believe he had radar...but now I wonder.

While I'm up and sitting in the living room, he's fine. Not fussy or awake. Sleeping like a...well, like a baby LOL. The moment I lay down, however, whether on the couch or in bed, he wails like a banshee. I didn't know he could reach those trills, but my ears are bleeding from it. LOL.

So I sit here, updating blogs and paying bills...wondering if I can sneak off to bed this time. You all my wonder where HTE is...he's sleeping. Taking a much needed rest. Short of a nervous breakdown I won't interrupt his sleep. He's let me take naps every day for the past four and ignoring his own exhaustion. So, my love, you may be a bit upset with me when you awaken, but it's your turn to worry about your health.

Am I upset? No. I'm chatting away with Kim and enjoying the beauty of Rome through vacation websites.

Well all, it's feeding time and the Kender is being very sweet in reminding me. I wonder if babies come with volume control. :-) No? Ah well.

To all, I'm out. Have a great day.

Visitors...They keep on comin

Well, the little one is very popular. We've had non-stop visitors for a couple of weeks. :-)

A beautiful blanket was delivered by one of the kender's admirers. It's a beautiful fleece with all the Winnie the Pooh characters sleeping throughout the pattern. It's wonderful.

Lack of sleep is catching up to us. We both feel the drag throughout the day and the furkinder is getting very close to goodbye. He is constantly getting between the guests and the baby wanting more attention. This is not a good thing. We've had to put him out on the balcony twice now because of it.

Right now I'm ramping up for another day of writing and family time. I'll update more if I get time.

Until then, I'm out.

Blurry Days

Our little Kender will be four weeks old on Monday. My how time flies. I have three weeks left of my maternity leave and I wonder how hard it's going to be for me to leave the little one and the day to day we've created.

Breastfeeding has become impossible. I've almost completely dried up so he's become a formula baby. His doc appt finds him very healthy and growing like a weed. The little one has kept Mom and Dad jumping through hoops and if it wasn't for HTE sometimes I think I'd go mad.

Last night was especially difficult since nothing soothed him except sleeping on Momma. I've learned the art of surviving sleep deprivation.

The fur brother has pushed us to the limit with his antics: tearing up baby diapers, running away, ignoring our commands (very unlike him), etc. We'd think it was jealousy if he wasn't so protective of the baby.

I'm healing very well and look forward to getting back to working out. I haven't been this light in quite a few years. I never thought having a baby would be a great weight loss program. LOL.

Grandma and Grandpa will be coming to visit in the next couple of weeks so the house is a flurry of activity trying to make sure we are completely moved in. I find out next week if my ankle's completely healed from its fracture. I hope so. My knees are starting to ache from the modified walk of my stiff ankle. Get me into physical therapy so I can rework the tendons and loosen them up. Right now they've atrophied.

Well all, the little one is waking up and I have some writing to get to.

To my family: I love you all.
Thank you, my love, for the much needed rest. You amaze me every day.
To my friends: I'll chat with you all as I can.

Congratulations to Kim. I KNEW you'd sell well. Check it out here: Buying Mackenzies Baby

I'm out.

The Lost Post...and missing months :-)

Well...*embarrassed cough* It appears I've not updated in FOUR MONTHS. LOL.

So here's the quick update:

HTE and I were married shortly after our return from California. It was a beautiful ceremony and I must say, maternity clothes can look gorgeous on you, even at nine months. I wouldn't recommend the high heels though...balance is a "bit" off at that time. LOL.

I broke my ankle. Yes, MY ANKLE. A week after my marriage, no less. How did I do it? Walking. The ground reached up, grabbed me, twisted my ankle and left me laying there. Trust me. *wicked grin* In all honestly, what should have been a sprain and bruises from the landing ended up being a fracture and a walking cast. Try that one at nine months. The baby wasn't injured in the making of this mess. Trust me, the ER staff had a hard time convincing me of that fact.

I was put on bedrest, much to my irritation. HTE and my fellow instructors were shocked that it took so long. I have been told that I'm occasionally stubborn. LOL. Honestly, I was thankful. All of my energy went to our son. (we found that out at a two week checkup and x-ray on my ankle...NO healing had occured)

HTE moved everything from one home to another, mostly by himself, so we could have room for the kender. Our little one needed his own space and since I'm a packrat, we needed more storage.

My son has been born, healthy and hefty at 9lbs and 4oz. And that, ladies and gentlemen was 2 weeks early and after a week of steady contractions. :-) He is absolutely gorgeous and already causing a stir among all the ladies by batting his eyes in their general direction. *sigh* Eyelashes just like his father.

I'm recovering from my c-section at a remarkable rate. So the doctor and my husband tell me, anyway. Little Kender is growing by leaps and bounds. The little fur brother is very protective of the tike. I'll be posting pics as soon as I'm able. Right now, I'm just glad to be blogging again.

On the other family front:

One of the Arkansas Ladies, Lady C, has informed us...we're going to be first time grandparents. A little girl, due in February. We'll keep you updated as we get more info. :-)

My Mom, a first time grandma, is thrilled at her grandson. She thinks he's already outsmarted, outmaneuvered, and outshined anyone in the world...and all in the first week of his life. LOL. As a first time Uncle, my brother has opened up more. I've missed him terribly. It's great to have him back again.

All the children are healthy and doing well. Little D is so excited that he's an OLDER brother now, instead of the YOUNGEST brother.

Back to the everyday life:

HTE and I are trading off taking care of the little one throughout the night. He had some tummy trouble for a couple of days. Now he's sleeping soundly, only waking in the night to eat, staying up for maybe an hour or so. During the day he's active and lively, keeping us hopping. My days are a wonderful blur. I don't know what I'd do without HTE. He's been wonderful. We make a pretty great team.

Doc says it's a long road to recovery...six weeks until I'm allowed to work out again. In the meantime, it's back to the writing board. Inspiration has hit again. And I'm feeling wonderful.

So to my lovely and extended family, I hold you in my heart.

To HTE and my Kender, my heart is full with love.

To my friends, it's great to be back in the swing of things.

To all else, I'm out.