Tuesday, March 25, 2008

The Other Woman

My husband is addicted to Zelda. It is really my fault as I brought her into the home as a Valentines gift.

Little did I know that she would replace me at night time, replace the inherent desire to unload the dishwasher, replace the urge to pack lunches and make sure that all the doors are locked and secured at night.

He Who Shall Not Be Named hates it when I blog about him - however tonight when I tried to talk to him about the issue of playing Zelda for 2.5 hours when there was a dishwasher full of dishes to be unloaded and loaded - he said that I could have done that task in the morning (on top of my other tasks such as getting 2 small children up, dressed, fed and watered and in the van for 2 daycare drops). Not withstanding the fact that I was busy organising the boys clothes and condensing them into one room last night - collapsing into bed at 9:30pm with a large bag of clothes to be donated and all the new little spawns things in the 'baby's room' when Master Wii player HWSNBN was playing with his other woman.

I agree that no one wants to unload the dishwasher. But there needs to be some kind of compromise - like cut your play time down to 2 hours a night so that you can do some household chores.

Normally HWSNBN does participate in household chores. Not with the same capacity as me to multi task - but he does a share of the duty. Until she came along.

Perhaps it is time for Zelda to swim with the fishes...... then at least I might some evening participation!

Friday, March 21, 2008

104 weeks of pregnancy

I can't believe that I have been pregnant for 2 years (not counting the misfire). I have been more tired this time around - could be because of the product from the first 72 weeks of pregnancy. But I am faced with the knowledge that I have been pregnant for 104 weeks. And I am sure that I am done at the end of this one.

It is a nice feeling to know that you are done. I know that I am not technically done yet - there is still the anxiety about the spinal epidural, the fear of being alone with three kids with no daycare and a whole summer stretched out in front of me, post partum depression. But there is some satisfaction knowing that I will be complete after baby #3 enters into the world.

Phew. But a part of me knows the truth - that this is the just the beginning of the marathon of parenthood....

It's Official

I did the unthinkable (for a scrapbooker) yesterday.
I bought a box of 50 handmade cards from Costco. For $12.
Because I have been unable to muster the strength, desire and inspiration to make my own cards.
Despite the fact that I have spend hundreds if not thousands of dollars on scrapbook stuff over the past 3 years.

I am not sure where my mojo went in regards to creating paper crafts. It could be the fact that I go to bed around 8:30pm which is putting a damper not only on my crafty side but also denting my sex life. I also can't seem to organise a thought about any kind of page layout.

I did manage to make a card for my niece a few weeks back - and I will make her an album. But it will suck all of the energy I have to complete the task.

For now I am a scrapbooking untouchable.