12/15/2009*

Yeah, I’m a couple days late writing an entry.  I got home so late yesterday that I just didn’t have the energy.  Story of my life these days. 

I’ve been stress eating like nobody’s business, and eating nothing but crap.  Candy bars, microwave meals, soda, you name it.  I’m just so go, go, go all the time right now that buy the time I manage to have five minutes to sit down and eat, I’m so ravenous that even waiting 2 minutes to nuke some pizza rolls seems unbearably like torture.  The healthiest thing I’ve snacked on in the past week has been mixed nuts. 

And I swear I’m either pregnant or on the LONGEST stretch of PMS known to female-kind.  I’ve actually never been a person who has had to worry about PMS, I’ve never had cramps, bloating, anything.  I might be a little more quick to temper, but that’s it.  But MAN, this past two weeks have been hell.  Lower back pain, breakouts, moodiness, wanting to eat everything under the sun, etc.  I just can’t explain it.  And I POAS twice about three weeks ago, after an "oops" we had, and they were negative, so I’m not really thinking that’s a possibility, I’m just annoyed.  Because, if I’ve been PMSing for this long, where the hell’s my period? Pfft.  Stupid thing can just stay away for all I care. 

Ben’s birthday is on Saturday (four more days…*sniff*) and Mom and I decided to make him a snowman cake.  He’s not going to remember anything about this birthday, so I’m not really emphasizing much other than cake and lots of hugs for my little (big!) man.  And THEN, next month Chloe turns three, which is just outrageous and should not be allowed.  It’s so weird, though, because I look at her and talk to her and interact with her, and it’s like having a five or six year old.  She’s just so darn grown up.  She walks around the house lately, with her little backpack on, pretending to be Dora the Explorer and talking in Spanish.  She’s picked up the entire Spanish alphabet all on her own.  Needless to say, foreign language lessons are definitely going to be part of our preschool curriculum in the fall.

The Solstice/Yule is on Monday, and I’m hoping to find some pinecones in time for us to make pinecone birdfeeders.  I’d like to start a tradition of giving back to the earth on Solstice (and in other, different ways on other holidays), so that even though I’m not raising the kids in my faith, per se, I’m still raising them with traditions and to be good caretakers of nature.  A lot of our homeschooling is going to be nature-centric as well; I hope to really make it a big part of all our lives.  My grandma calls me a closet hippie.  Lol.  I ask her, "what’s wrong with being a hippie?" 

EDIT:  I POAS again this morning.  Still negative.  *shrug*  Perhaps the stress lately is just making me crazy…..