Okay, I'm so sorry for that last post. I just wanted to say Hi and that I was still here.
Melinda, it was good to see you back. I've wondered about you. Your little boy is sooooo cute.
Ricci, great on the pound down.
Leigh, thanks for the concern.

To tell you the truth the day at the doc was about the worst, but on top of that with Andrew sick and simply not feeling good, he's been a pain all week. When does dh come back home? How is your cold?
Spryng, sorry you're not going to get to see dh today. You have gotten to see him alot more lately, that's a good thing. And after he finds out about that job, you may even get tired of seeing him, LOL.

Thanks for your concern too. I tell you, I guess when it rains it pours. And you know my day may not sound all that bad, but I don't know if it's the pregnancy or the older I get, things tend to get to me more than they used to. And I thought that ticker was a good thing, even I tend to forget how far along I am sometimes. Spryng, about your situation of what to buy, I don't know what to tell you. What does dh think? That's right, he wants to go to that fair. Well, let the kids vote too, maybe they'll have some thouhts, who knows.
Hi to Jill, Penny, Cindi, Angel, Julie, Geri, Jaymi, Mindee, and anyone else I missed.
Okay, here's how bad it was. Yesterday I was at mom's all day. The floor guy was suppose to be there by 9 am and I made sure me and all 3 kids got up and ready to be there. He didn't show until 1030, so that bothered me. Then they said it shouldn't take more than a couple of hours, he left at 330. So this whole time I had to keep the kids away from him and his work. When you're not at home that's hard. Andrew was getting cranky since we weren't at home. The only place for him to nap is in a playpen and he's just getting too big for that, but he eventually did nap. I finally got out of there at like 5 or so. Came home after not being here all day and I was so tired and the kids were getting cranky and fighting and picking. Well, my dh had called and told me that the hay bales next to our house, behind my fil's house were on fire. The volunteer fire dept. was out here and several guys with tractors trying to contain it. There were still blazes but they were under control but that smoke was terrible. At first, it wasn't blowing to our house. Then all of the sudden, I started smelling it in our house. We have such an old home with drafts and cracks so it was coming in. Andrew was sleeping in his bed, which is directly where it was coming in first. And with his asthma, I worried about his breathing. I waited for a bit and I could tell it was getting to me. So dh said we may need to leave a take a bag in case we stay all night at my mom's. So after being home for like 30 minutes, I pack a bag, wake up Ally and Andrew and we go BACK to mom's. I packed a quick lunchable to feed my kids there. Then mom got home from work late at 740 or so and she is kind of cranky when she works late and coming home to kids isn't what she wants. She works in a daycare, LOL! So every little thing that my kids did, she had to say something to them. Keep in mind her stupid dog is sooooooo hiper and jumps ALL over my kids, but it was mostly my kids she would say something to instead of that dog. So staying there is NOT what I wanted to do, but I didn't have a choice and I didn't what the situation was at home. Finally 900 came around and I got the girls in their bed and then Andrew and I had to sleep on the sleeper sofa. Sleeping wasn't too bad, but wouldv'e been better at home. I woke up at 515 this morning and Andrew soon followed which made for a REALLY cranky baby. We got to come home at about 900 this morning. So it was just a bad time and I was getting tired of my mom, but I knew she was letting us stay there so I didn't really say anything that wasn't nice. I just kept it all in.
Now as to why I'm feeling sorry for myself. As I was fixing breakfast for the kids this morning in my mom's kitchen. Because she had to go to work early. I was thinking about how wasted her new kitchen is. She hardly EVER cooks. And I mean hardly ever. I thought I would USE this kitchen for my mom, it's more of a show for people to see. Then I thought her whole house is a waste. It's just her and my dad and there is a livingroom, a tv room, a sunroom, a guestroom, a playroom and her room, the bathroom and kitchen/dining. Her guest bed is all dressed up and it gets used sometimes, when the kids spend the night, but mostly the door just stays shut and it starts smelling musty in there. The playroom is great when the kids are there, but if it's not SPOTLESS when they're done, she gets irate, and I mean it's a PLAYROOM, for crying out loud. She'll even tell them to start cleaning when their still playing. The livingroom is just there because its the first room you walk in to, but she doesn't really need it or even have company that much. So for her and my dad they have a sectional couch in the tv room, a couch and loveseat and rocking chair in the tv room, a dining table with 2 leaves and six chairs and a bench table in the tv room too. So I just think to myself, they have so much for show and just to have, and I need some of that. I know, I know, they've worked for it and they deserve to have what they want, yadda yadda yadda, but still. I live in an OLD, OLD, 2 bedroom1 bath house. A loveseat and 2 recliners, the loveseat is torn and the stuffing is coming out. I'm just feeling sorry for myself wishing I had more rooms, a bigger house, some nicer things. And I know there are people wishing and praying that had what I have. And I know, it's actually a ten commandment to not want what others have. But you can't help yourself when you feel these ways.
So that's what's been going on with me and now I'm gonna make a few phone calls then start cleaning. I thought that if I cleaned my house then that might make me feel alittle better.