Whew...

Well it's 2:05. I've managed to get everyone up and dressed, feed the crew, drop Kori off at school. Come back by the house load up the choo-choo wagon for the trio and off we went for flu shots. Kamryn remembered the nurse from shots last month and started to cry as soon as she saw her. The tears dried up after only a couple of minutes though. Well, except for Morgan who never cries. That girl has a super high pain tolerance. We came home and had playtime then lunch then all down for naps. Then it was on to laundry...still wondering how it ALL ends up here??? I made chicken salad for Jason and tuna salad for myself for lunch tomorrow. I also packed my hubby a lunch. Man am I a nice wife! Hope he appreciates me. (Wink!). Cleaned up that mess. Cleaned out the refrigerator. Ugh, more dishes then! On to dinner! I am now the proud owner of a big boiling pot of homemade vegetable soup! Yummy!!! Full of carrots, potatoes, Lima beans, soup shell pastas, green beans with a yummy tomato base! Oooooh I can't wait! Double yummy! Jason isn't a fan so it's a perfect meal for tonight since he'll be working off-duty before work. Got all that mess cleaned up and here I am. I am waiting for another load to be done drying. The girls will be up soon and then the madness resumes. Get everyone changed. Load up some drinks and snacks, get everyone loaded in the car to pick-up Kori from school. It's bath night too! It's a long day today. I should sleep well tonight.

I'm feeling a little blah today too. Not sure why. Just blah. Not crabby or sickly. Not really sad or depressed, just blah. Can't describe it any other way. The busy-ness of life can be just that, busy!

Well I better go fold the next load of clothes and drop more in. It's a vicious circle. Still wanting to get "Naked Week" going so we can go laundry free for a few days. Anyone else on board?

Laundry...

Where does it come from and why does it always end up at my house? I just did laundry on Tuesday. Yes, the Tuesday that was just two mere days ago. But yet I have managed to amass five loads of laundry. Oy! I've knocked out two loads and may get another in before retiring for the evening.

The girls were up early this morning and took a nice afternoon nap, on time. They were up before 3:00 and I put them all down at 8:00. That gave them time to chat and socialize and all were asleep by 8:35! It was wonderful! They will hopefully do the same tomorrow. I have to get them up about 7:30 because I need to feed and dress them before we leave to take Kori to school. We're all going because after we drop her off I'm taking the trio to the doctors office for their flu shots. I'm taking them alone...gulp!!! I did the 15-month well baby check-up alone so I should be able to handle this, no problems! My mom offered to go with me, but I hate that she'd have to get up early to bail me out again. She has bad arthritis and has to be up a while to work out the joint stiffness. I just didn't want her to have to do that. My kids, my responsibility. That's my motto! They are all out of the dose for Kori's age group so we're on a waiting list for that one. Jason works tonight and then works off-duty before heading in for his regular shift tomorrow night. So that means it's all me, all day. I will be exhausted by tomorrow night, but what's a girl to do. It will prepare me for next week when he works off-duty on Tuesday and Wednesday on his days off and then before work on Friday and Saturday. Fun, fun fun! We have parent teacher conferences on Thursday afternoon. Our first ones! I appreciate the extra "fun money" that off-duty brings. That being said, those days when I am "single parenting" it are EXHAUSTING! Especially coming off of the little procedure I had last week. Nothing can be done about it so I just do it. When people ask "how do you do it with triplets" my answer is always "I just do". Some days I think I do a great job, some days I know I fall WAY short! I just do the best I can. That's all that can be asked of me right? Well that's what I keep telling myself anyway.

Okay so I'm going to tell a story. I probably shouldn't here, but I just can't help it. I call it a "funny story" but thinking about it it's not so funny. My reaction, that was funny. I went up today to change out of my sweat pants and into some shorts. (My typical "mom uniform"). Anyway I open our bedroom door and get smacked in the face by the smell of, well I can only call it what it was...poop! (Yuck I know!) When Jason left for work last night he said his stomach felt "blach". When I talked to him before bedhe said it was better and he was feeling fine. Well I smelled that smell and thought, oh man, his stomach must still be bothering him. He must have been up going to the bathroom. Then I think, no I haven't heard the toilet flush. (I can hear when he flushes). Then I think the most horrendous thought....Oh man, he must have, uh well, er....oh how do I say it? Shit in the bed?????? I am thinking the worst. Then I think about it and rationalize. Yes I know he sleeps SOUNDLY. But soundly enough to do that and then sleep through it??? Not even he sleeps that soundly. So now I'm perplexed. Off to inspect the bathroom, not sure what I was looking for. Egads!!!!! I found it!!!!! A little pile of kitty turds! YUCK!!!!!!!! Now I must clarify that my animals DO NOT use my house at their personal toilet. However, I shut our bedroom door this morning to keep the trio out of there. (They love to go up and wake up daddy -- he doesn't take too kindly to this if he's only been asleep for a short while). Anyway, the cat was sleeping on the bed with him so I just closed the door. I do this every day. When the girls go down for their nap I open the door. Well today his little kitty colon must have been at it's breaking point. I was able to shake the little "gifts" off into the toilet and I promptly deposited the throw rug into the washing machine, hand mopped the floor and sprayed some Lysol. (All the while my husband slept!!!!!) I don't know if I could have slept through the smell. I told him when he woke up that I am confident I could be rotting next to him and he'd never wake up. Oh to sleep like that! Anyway, that's my gross, yet funny story for today. I probably should have kept that one to myself, but what the heck, huh?

Well I should go shower and straighten my hair. Don't want to look like a crazy person when I have to mingle with "real people" in the "real world" tomorrow. I realized this evening that I didn't even brush my hair today! (Yikes!) Now before you think I looked all crazy it wasn't too bad. I had it in a pony tail so it wasn't all wild. I was just too busy to think about it. I dressed and brushed my teeth etc., but that was about it for me. Poor Jason, there must be days he looks at me and wonders to himself "this is IT?".

Note To My Trio

Dear girls,

Let me clarify a few things that have perhaps have been a bit unclear to you lately.

1. No means, just that, no. It applies to ALL three of you. If I tell Kamryn not to stand on the sofa, it applies to you Morgan, and you Alexis, as well. It's not descriminatory, it is a blanket no, applied to each of the three of you.

2. Nap/bedtime is not a gigantic social hour. It's for getting much needed rest. It is also the time that mommy recollects her sanity. It is not time to swap binkies, blankies, babies, socks, pants and whatever else you think you can switch around. I fully expect to come in sometime soon to see that you have all changed cribs.

3. It should not take you over 2-hours to fall asleep. You will fall asleep quickly and painlessly in only minutes if you don't giggle, swap items (see #2), jump/dive in your cribs, or poop after I have put you down. (It is PERFECTLY okay to wait to poop until AFTER your nap -- I do not have a problem getting three poopy diapers AFTER nap time -- I am used to it by now). Kudos to Morgan tonight it only took her two hours and 15 minutes to finally give up and collapse at 11:00 (yes you read that right). Alexis and Kamryn, I'm sending a big boo and a hiss your way as it took you until 11:20. You may think that I will let you sleep until you wake up in the morning, but I'm not! I am getting you up early so that you will be ready for nap time. That way there's no playing/swapping/jumping/diving and hopefully no pre-nap pooping. That way you will be ready for bed and it will not be 11:00 when you finally do so. (Disclaimer - I am thrilled that you sleep so well, just not so happy that you take so long as of late to do it -- so in a way thanks for the great sleeping, just get to it a bit more quickly).

Kamryn, I realize that you have been spoiled by family members, who shall remain nameless, but it is not okay to shriek and cry everytime you are not perched on someones lap. I have to do laundry/fix meals/tend to your other sisters etc. and cannot always do this with you attached to me. I am sorry for this, but it is just another unfortunate side effect of the "Only Child Syndrome" of which you suffer from.

I hope that clears a few things up. Since you have all decided to finally fall asleep, I will now go shower and try to get some sleep as well.

Love,
Mommy

On a more serious note I am feeling so-so and hope to feel better with each passing day. Jason returned to work tonight, he's probably thrilled to get out of here for some "rest" at work. I didn't tax his nursing abilities too much, so he should be thankful.

I don't want to leave Kori out! She is doing GREAT! Ms. Phillips is sick again (she was out two of the three days Kori was out week before last and apparently has caught something again. (I'd probably need a haz-mat suit if I were a teacher blach germs!) Kori is doing good with the substitute teacher, Mrs. A. She said she is "older" but very nice. Not sure what "older" meant, and I didn't ask because I truly did not want to know. Sometimes the things she comes up with scares me. For instance before school started we were reviewing what she should say her daddy does. I informed her that shooting/beating up/chasing bad guys was not appropriate. So she said that she would say her daddy is a police officer. Fair enough, no problems with that one. So I say "What do you say if they ask them what your mommy does?" My little angel replies "I say you pop popcorn and watch scary movies on the couch during the day". WHAT? I have never popped popcorn during the day and I don't even like scary movies, especially with little ones around. Not sure where she came up with that one. It still makes me laugh. So you can see why I might be afraid to ask how old exactly "older" might be. She did say yesterday "David had on sandlals today." I replied the standard "oh really" or something of the such. She said "Yep, I saw his toe nails". She shivered and made a yucky sound. (She takes after her mommy with the dislike of the feet area in general FYI). She then said "He also ate a rock". Oh joy, oh joy! Bet his stomach was happy about that. His stomach was probably super happy it rained today so recess was spent inside, where there are no rocks (hopefully) to be eaten. Kids!

So that ought to do it! Off to shower!

I'm Here...

Sorry for my absence. Haven't been on the computer too much. I am doing pretty good since my ablation procedure on Friday. My sweet and loving husband greeted me as I was wheeled up from recovery and relayed from Dr. Schwartz that "Everything went fine. He said you have a really big uterus honey." Aw shucks! How can a woman not appreciate men noticing her large uterus. (Insert image of me rolling my eyes please). What was I supposed to say "Thank you?" I told my husband that no matter how much drying you do to your favorite sweater once it's stretched out, you just can't shrink it up to it's original size no matter how hard you try.

I went for my post-op appointment today. Dr. Schwartz is pretty confident the ablation either won't work at all or will only work for a very short time. I have horrible andimyosis (not sure if I spelled that correctly) and that is what is causing my problems. It's the internal version of endometriosis. He did the hysteroscopy and "checked things out before hand". Then lasered everything away and then "looked at is all again". So we'll see. He did say that he would do it again if necessary since "I have such a big uterus". He said that it is the size of someone who is 8-12 weeks pregnant. No wonder my abs aren't so flat. A hysterectomy is in my future. I'm just trying to put it off until the girls are a bit older. It's quite a recovery and such, so it would be better if they are a little older. We'll see how things go on that end...ha ha ha, no pun intended.

I did have the hot anesthesiologist that I had when I had my c-section with the girls. He was heckling me through the curtain while I was getting undressed when I first got in. He remembered me and was anxious to hear about the girls. He is so hot and very funny too. I also had a yummy post-op nurse. He was wearing a pink scrub in honor of breast cancer/prostate cancer awareness. Gotta enjoy a guy who can wear pink. He was super nice and had a great sense of humor. A good nurse and great doctors make all the difference in the world. I had wonderful luck with both so I am thankful and so grateful.

Thanks to my sister Becky for handling the school drop-off/pick-up for Kori on Friday. Really appreciate you getting up at the "butt crack of dawn" to help out. Thanks for letting her sleep over Friday night too. I'm sure it was the highlight of her weekend. Big thanks to my parents too for their help, as usual. They are probably sick of me and my girls, but they never complain. I am thankful for my friends and family. I wouldn't make it through life without that kind of support.

Jason did a good job keeping things running. The girls were kind to him and slept in until 10am on Saturday and 10:30 on Sunday...lucky dog! He didn't have much extra to do, but I'm sure if you asked him he was run ragged by it all...NOT! He even managed to play in a golf tournament yesterday. My mom came and helped out so that he could hit the links.

Well I think I'll go figure out what to do with my over-sized uterus. A big tote bag? A shopping cart? Fire safe? Hmmmm....

Why?

I went for the pre-op testing today. It consisted of them weighing me, taking my blood pressure and pulse and asking me a bunch of questions. The nurse said they weren't doing my blood work because I have to go to a private lab (not the one at the hospital) and since it was 1:00 they wouldn't have the results back in time for surgery in the morning. She wasn't too pleasant about it, kept pointing out "since it's so late in the day". I politely informed her that they are the one that made my appointment and gave me the time, not me. So it was a wasted trip for me but whatever.

God my grocery shopping done after I got Kori from school. No one will starve for a while, which is good.

Finishing up some laundry, the house is still clean, everythings going to be okay. I will be glad to get this over with. I'm ready for some relief from monthly cycles from HELL! I hope it goes smooth and the recovery is QUICK! I don't have time to be down for too long.

Becky is handling drop-off and pick-up duties for Kori tomorrow. She'll help my parents as they all tend to the trio while I'm gone. S-P-O-I-L-E-D! That's my prediction for tomorrow.

Well I better finish some laudnry and go shower and straighten my hair. I was going to do it last night but I was too tired! Better shave my legs too...don't want to scare anyone. I don't want to have to worry about them talking about my hairy legs while I'm out.

Wish me luck! Send some prayers my way!

Banished...

The dirt and grime that is. My trio were super cooperative today so all my work is done!!!! I finished it up while the trio napped and got done just in time to dash out the door to go get Kori. I did manage to "tame" my hair a bit as I don't want to look like a lunatic when I go and get her, even though I don't get out of the car. Not to mention I had to stop and get some milk after I picked her up.

As I cleaned the glass in the front door today I wondered to myself...why don't I ever see any of the neighbors doing anything like this. I don't see anyone else cleaning glass, sweeping their sidewalks, shaking rugs and I never hear anyone else's vacuuming sounds coming from their open windows. Am I the only one who cleans????? Surely not...maybe I'm the only one suffering from Obsessive Compulsive Disorder about it. Sure would nice to see someone shake a rug or something so I know I'm not alone. My arms are sore (this sounds pathetic) from wiping down all of my cabinet fronts with a soapy rag and then using Liquid Gold on them to shine them up. I must sound like a total wimp. I lift babies all day every day but I'm sore from cleaning...oh brother.

After all my hard work my husband says "WHAT was that horrible smell when I got up?" I wanted to say "probably your breath" but I refrained...oh man it was hard though. After further inquiry (it could have been my roast, laundry, a lingering poop smell from the mounds of poopie diapers I was barraged with today) it was determined that he was not keen on the flavor of "smelly good spray" I used at the conclusion of my cleaning. What horrible offending smell was it you ask? Apple Cinnamon. Men! He then told me I should stick only to using the French Vanilla he apparently loves so much. I told him next time he cleans he can use that one, I like the Apple Cinnamon one just as much. Not to mention its the same flavor as what I've had in my "Glade Scented Oil" thingy for two weeks...I hate to become boorish, but men!

Today I found myself teary as I drove to pick up Kori. The song "In My Daughter's Eyes" by Martina McBride came on and it got me good. I just want to be a good and loving mother to my girls. I want to set good examples, instill good morals and values. I want them to value a clean and tidy home, clean/ironed laundry, home cooked meals, a loving relationship with their spouse/family etc. I just want them to do well and have learned some of it by me. I think some days I do okay, and there are others I must look like a bumbling idiot! Motherhood can be so tough some times.

As I folded clothes today I heard the girls laughing. I peeked around to see Morgan and Kamryn sitting facing one another on the floor. They had their feet touching (so adorable!). Kamryn had the little tub that the shape sorting pieces go in and she was putting it up to her face and then snatching it down. Morgan found all of this to be extremely amusing! She was squealing with delight and chanting "more more". So adorable! While this was going on, Jason was sitting on the ottoman watching them too with a big smile on his face. It's so rewarding and wonderful to experience this! We are so lucky!

Tomorrow I have blood work/pre-surgery testing to do...oh joy! I also have to go to the grocery store so we don't starve this weekend. I'm getting easy and tasty things to eat. At least the laundry will be caught up and my house has been cleaned. That makes me relax a little bit more, not much but a little. Ahhhhhh stress, it makes the world go 'round!

Lotion Commercial

So today I was enjoying my nice sandwich on a croissant...it was delish! While indulging in a little lunch I was plopped on the couch in the calm serenity of the family room (the hooligans were napping :-) ) watching General Hospital. It is an addiction of mine I will readily admit. I truly enjoy it all over again like I did in my teens. At any rate, during my lunch and television watching a commercial comes on. Some new Nivea lotion. The ad shows a woman rubbing lotion on her legs while her significant other (I can only assume this to be true) is watching from bed. Next scene they are cuddling and canoodling, smooching whatnot. Hmmm...that lotion works wonders. Gets your skin soft, boosts your libido up a few notches too. I have made a mental note NOT to pick up this lotion next time I'm at Walmart. Just what I need is Jason pouncing all over me while I'm trying to put on my lotion. Totally kidding...I mean I won't buy it, but not because I'm a prude and don't want my hubby to touch me. I don't have enough time to finish all I need to finish in a day...don't need to add that to my list of "to do" things every day if that's the effect it has on you. They sure do have some interesting commercials on during the day. I usually don't notice. Either the TV is off or it's on Disney or Sprout or something like that.

Tonight was "McTeacher" night at McDonald's for Kori's school. Nothing could have sounded less appetizing, but I put the thoughts of greasy food out of my head and went and supported her school. She was excited to see her friends and Ms. Phillips, as usual. You'd think she'd be sick of them since she's with them 7-hours a day 5-days a week. Not the case. It is fun to watch her interact with her friends. So cute!

While eating Kamryn was snuggling up with Jason in the booth. We let her sit in the booth and put Morgan and Alexis in high chairs. We didn't want to hog up all the high chairs. It was cute to watch her snuggling up against his ribs. I giggled even more when she wiped her little grubby face on his shirt...he he he! Wait, what am I laughing at I do the laundry around here! Dang...better remember to "shout out that shirt" before putting it in the washer.

BEAUTIFUL day today! Took the girls for a nice long walk before lunch and naps. Then after McDonald's we took another short one. It was too nice to pass up! I had to get some more exercise in after that grease laden dinner. Blach!

Well I guess I'll go and clean my bedroom and the master bathroom. It's hard to get done with Jason sleeping up there during the day. If I get it done tonight then I can finish everything else up tomorrow. That way Thursday I will just have catch up laundry to do and everything else will be good to go. I can go into surgery Friday relaxed...well relaxed that things are taken care of around here anyway.

Well, off to conquer soap scum and dust bunnies! Fear me, I am advancing with my trusty scrub brush and dust rags! En garde!!!!!