shopping!

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mom’s coming over in a while and we’re going shopping for a bit! *happy dance* she’s washing some stuff at the laundromat and then drying here before we go. dennis is at the club anyway so we have to wait for him to get back before we can take off. THEN after that, dennis and i (and the kids) are going shopping. beau needs to switch car seats so we’re getting sawyer a new converting one. i also want to get some NICE undies. this is tavia’s fault 😉 i’m thinking of looking at the Curvations line at wal-mart. i’m going to leave the little ones with dennis while i go with mom. i wish i had known we were going before i put my pump in the dishwasher. i don’t know if there’s enough in the fridge. there are 8 ounces in the freezer but we’re saving it for whatever…i don’t get that much when i pump, even with my new medela, so we need to save it for when we need it.

dennis has 2 fights coming up *bites fingernails* one this month and one big one in april. the trainer and i were talking yesterday (he always lets me know how things are coming along with dennis so i won’t be so nervous and stuff) and he said taking a break did dennis a lot of good. he said he’s better than ever and ready. i’m still not going to watch. hopefully someone else does and takes some video for me or i’ll have to wait for official video and that takes forever.

it’s warming up here (it won’t last) and everything is melting. it’s going to be a mess!! we’ve got piles and piles of snow and that has to go somewhere. the storm drains are going to be madness.

beau must be going through a 4 month growth spurt. he’s not napping well at all. and he’s back to crying every evening again. i thought we were done with that. seriously, i can’t take it anymore. i cannot take the crying. it’s too much. it’s really wearing us down. what calms him? me. and nursing. and being attached to him 24/7 is getting to me big time. i am not a martyr–i can’t be attached to my children that much. i don’t care if other mothers never want to leave their babies or never take time off. i am not that kind of mom. bad mom or not, i just can’t do it.

oh well. i have to. so i keep trucking on. but i am SO tired. so so tired. it’s killing me.

thank goodness for yoga.

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