Saturday, November 27, 2010

All I Want for Christmas...

We may still be eating Turkey, but as of 12:01 Black Friday morning we are officially on to Christmas. And I'm telling you now, all I want for Christmas is a sleeping baby. Why don't my babies sleep through the night? Mick is 14 months old and we are still waiting for him to give up the graveyard shift. I was up 4 times last night and Scott was up 3 times. I finally gave it up at 4:30AM and decided to get a jump on the day. It seems to be genetic. Read some old blog posts and you will hear this same story told about other babies of mine. Not to mention there are crummy sleepers on both the Harrell and Pereira family trees.

Over the past 14 months (plus 6 prior years of practice with Jaley and Sarah), we have tried just about every method there is. We have tried Mindell, Ferber, Brazelton, and Sears. We have tried the advice of first-time moms and great grandmothers. We have tried tough love and co-sleeping. We even tried something called Baby Whisperers. None have worked - and trust me we have tried.

Our current approach is a new one. Mick is on a no dairy, no soy diet (he seems to have the same food allergy issues Jaley once did). Plus, we are trying to keep Mick's room allergen-free. The diet restrictions are really tough (dairy and soy are in EVERYTHING). Those are easy compared to keeping the cats out of Mick's room. Since this probably won't work either, it is time to ask the big man himself.

Santa please bring me a sleeping baby for Christmas!!! No other gifts needed!!!

On the positive side, most of my online Christmas shopping was done before the sun rose this morning and I arrived at the gym before it opened. Heck, it's been a full day and it isn't even happy hour yet.

Hope your Thanksgiving was terrific.

That is life in the stroller lane.

Sunday, November 14, 2010

No Stroller This Weekend

Before I even start, I have to say thanks to my wonderful husband. He is on day 4 of a cold and day 3 of watching all three kids by himself. Despite what we moms sometimes think, dads really can man the fort without us - from spelling test to lunch packing to midnight wake ups he has juggled the Harrell clan this weekend. From the reports on the phone, he has juggled the clan quite well.

And where am I? I am in paradise. I am on a much delayed (about 3 years) mother-daughter get-away. We started in Charlotte, planning to enjoy the sites of the city. Instead we shopped for 7 hours (yes, 7) at the Outlet Mall. We were carrying so many bags my mom has tendinitis in her elbow. Now that is power-shopping.

Making sure not to miss out on all of Charlotte - we spent that evening - drinking and eating our way through the city. We never got passed the appetizer menu at any restaurant, but somehow managed a five-course meal before we called it a night. Unfortunately, we called it a night before much of the rest of the city. There was a late night club right next to our hotel, that didn't wrap up the music until 3:30AM. I'm definitely getting old, because I neither wanted to be at the party nor could I sleep through the racket.

Our poor night's sleep was no problem, because next we were off to a "rustic-chic" spa in the Smokey Mountains. We have indulged in spa treatments, gained zen with morning yoga, and reacquainted with nature hiking through the Smokey's. I have read one book and five magazines. I have taken long showers and just sat and relaxed. It is so far from the regular routine, it feels sinful. Did I mention nightly wine and cheese? It has been a fabulous get-away at Lakeview at Fontana, I highly recommend it.

Tomorrow it is time to go home. Scott will hand over the reins and head out of town for work. After a few days away, I'm ready to get back to the kids and Scott. I miss my little chick-a-dees.

But it isn't tomorrow yet. Evening wine is starting in two minutes and a massage is scheduled for tomorrow morning.

That is life in the no stroller lane.

Friday, November 5, 2010

Wow - that's a busy week!

Some week's I wonder where they days went, I don't get anything done. This week was not the case. I mean, wow, I don't think I could have squeezed much more in - so here's the run down....

Emily and Marcus's Wonderful Wedding Reception
It is definitely the TOP of the list. When your sister gets married it is pretty special. Add in Jaley and Sarah as the leaf (flower) girls, a "not-quite rehearsal" reheasal dinner, and the arrival of all of the Kennedy, Harrell, and Beeman families into little ol' Raleigh and that is one hell of a big event.

Emily and Marcus are the perfect couple and we had a fabulous time. They included us in every event and all the celebrating. Though they might have used a little less of us, especially when Mick threw up in the car as were were arriving at the reception. We hadn't even taken pictures yet and he needed a complete change and a bath. Apparently three kids had brought some wisdom - and I'm always prepared. We had towels, soap, and even an extra suit ready - JUST IN CASE.

Tricks, treats, and the ER.
The party didn't stop when the reception ended - Halloween was the very next day. The kids woke up ready to tackle the day and tackle they did. We will never be quite sure what happened. One second, Jaley was putting on her shirt, and the next second she had whiplash. Best we can tell is that Jaley's turtle neck shirt was stuck half way over her head. Her shirt got tugged one way and her neck tugged the other. Her neck didn't like that.

By 10AM we were in the ER. Good news no bone or major ligament damage. Bad news her neck is going to hurt for about a week. Thanks to the strong meds in the ER - Jaley felt well enough to go trick-or-treating to a couple houses. Thanks to the Carson's who took Sarah out on a big trick-or-treating trip. At our house, wardrobe malfunction now has nothing to do with Janet Jackson.

Tests and Term Papers
Just to remind me that still have a regular life, school was at full speed too. I had to write the big term paper for my class, go to Orientation at UNC, and take this 4-hour standardized test - that involved lots of long-division and no calculator. UNC wants proof of all my vaccinations. That is hard enough at my age, (where the heck are all those records???!!!!), but it is darn near impossible since most of the immunizations they require didn't exist when I was a baby. I had Chicken Pox the old fashioned way - I itched for a couple of weeks and infected the other kids that hadn't had it yet.

That is the last 7 days at our house and life in the stroller lane.