Hello friends.
It has been a while.
I'm sorry.
I just haven't liked people in general for the last several weeks (months).
But guess what? Our air conditioner got fixed yesterday, so now I am back to wanting to do normal things and not just get mad at every person I see.
So this is good.
You can be grateful that I have spared you all the pregnancy woes for the past three or four weeks. I'm miserable, yes, but I'm also still pregnant, so we will all be grateful for that (So this is what it feels like to be nine months pregnant?). And tomorrow I get my last progesterone shot (on my birthday), with which I have had a love-hate relationship for the last 20 weeks. I know they have worked, but they have also been horrifically painful and inconvenient and made me very, very grumpy. And Grumpy Mommy has not been a very fun person to be around for the past few weeks.
And then there is Kevin. Kevin has been on a roller coaster of emotions herself. And while it really bugs me when people (aka my sister) say "It's just because you are having a baby" (like, what? We are never supposed to add to our family? She wouldn't be into the terrible twos if I weren't ruining her life? Teething has nothing to do with her constant whining and crying and mischief?) she is starting to get used to the idea and catch on. It'll still be a shock to her when brother gets here, but she is all about playing with her dolls and giving loves and kisses to them and she tells everyone about her baby brother (although she will still change the subject if anyone other than mom and dad brings it up). Also, I apologize to anyone I ever said the previous "just because of the new baby" comment to. Even if I wasn't wrong, which I probably was, that has got to be the most annoying thing any pregnant woman with a toddler was ever told. I get it. Never again.
We've also coined two new terms around our house to define the kind of days we are having: Ramona Days and Alexander Days. Both come from some of my favorite children's literature: Beverly Cleary's loveable Ramona Quimby and that cute picture book we all identify with, Alexander and the Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Day.
Kevin is the Queen of Ramona Days. Ramona Days are ones in which you don't mean to make mistakes, but every time you turn around you are doing something wrong. Things get broken, moms get mad, misunderstandings abound...but it doesn't really feel like it is your fault, you've just made a few mistakes and had some bad moments. Sometimes on these days you feel like being extra cuddly and nice to make up for your blunders. Have you ever had a day like that?
I, on the other hand, am Queen of the Alexander Days. I seem to be having a lot of them lately. These are days when everything counts against you and everything goes wrong and by lunchtime you are so grumbly that you cause even more bad things to happen to you. My Alexander Days usually start with sleepless and painful nights, and then Kevin will wake up before I'm ready for her, and the kitchen will be messy, and people will need me to do things, and I will end up not liking people, and Kevin will have a Ramona Day, which leads me to want to quit Motherhood (ask Scott how many of those emails and texts he's gotten in the last nine months, I dare you), which leads to tears and depression and a messy house and nothing getting done and high blood sugars.
In short, Ramona Days mixed with Alexander Days are not very fun. And while I know there will be plenty more of them in the future, it helps to have a way to label them. Somehow, if I can pass it off as "She's just having a Ramona Day" or "Today I feel like Alexander" then tomorrow becomes an Anne Shirley day. Because you know what Anne Shirley always says-- "Tomorrow is always fresh with no mistakes in it."
