Random Thoughts of a Delusional Mom: November 2010
The Laundry Schedule Monday = blue clothes and the boys' bed sheets
Wednesday = white clothes and my bed sheets Thursday = yellow/green/brown clothing Friday = red/pink clothing and daughter's bed sheets Saturday = jeans Sunday = towels
UPDATEwrote a message on a friend's Facebook wall and everyone thought I essentially called her fat & ugly (okay, they were just joking, but still -- what was with that message? THINK before posting, Hethr!!
I also can't complain about my labours. The longest of which was 2 1/2 hours....once the doc broke my water, that baby was outta there! In fact, when I had my last, my doc was so concerned about my tendency to deliver quickly that I was admitted to the hospital a full week early and induced. In 15 minutes, I went from 5cm dilation to delivery. The doc missed it. The on call doc almost missed it and ended up catching Adam with the bed pad rather than gloves because there was no time to don them. My sweet little Terror the day after he was born.
It probably took me a good 3 hours to fall asleep after that, but sleep eventually came. I waited until the kids left to school and then set about tinkering with the sensors. Opening and closing doors and windows...testing them...arming and disarming the system -- seeing if there was a fault somewhere. Then, the brilliant idea came to me to actually look OUTSIDE of my house at the window where the sensor tripped. There, right before my eyes, I see the evidence of what seems to be someone who tried to break in. There are little bitty rocks from the siding of my house scattered on my deck, my windows (which are OLD style, 1970 sliders) -- the outer pane was not on track....something that I'm ALWAYS sure of because of the God-awful noise that is produced from opening it like that!
Random Thoughts of a Delusional Mom: November 2010
The Laundry Schedule Monday = blue clothes and the boys' bed sheets
Wednesday = white clothes and my bed sheets Thursday = yellow/green/brown clothing Friday = red/pink clothing and daughter's bed sheets Saturday = jeans Sunday = towels
UPDATEwrote a message on a friend's Facebook wall and everyone thought I essentially called her fat & ugly (okay, they were just joking, but still -- what was with that message? THINK before posting, Hethr!!
I also can't complain about my labours. The longest of which was 2 1/2 hours....once the doc broke my water, that baby was outta there! In fact, when I had my last, my doc was so concerned about my tendency to deliver quickly that I was admitted to the hospital a full week early and induced. In 15 minutes, I went from 5cm dilation to delivery. The doc missed it. The on call doc almost missed it and ended up catching A
dam with the bed pad rather than gloves because there was no time to don them. My sweet little Terror the day after he was born.
It probably took me a good 3 hours to fall asleep after that, but sleep eventually came. I waited until the kids left to school and then set about tinkering with the sensors. Opening and closing doors and windows...testing them...arming and disarming the system -- seeing if there was a fault somewhere. Then, the brilliant idea came to me to actually look OUTSIDE of my house at the window where the sensor tripped. There, right before my eyes, I see the evidence of what seems to be someone who tried to break in. There are little bitty rocks from the siding of my house scattered on my deck, my windows (which are OLD style, 1970 sliders) -- the outer pane was not on track....something that I'm ALWAYS sure of because of the God-awful noise that is produced from opening it like that!