Ok, it's high time I started this blog. I've been meaning to start writing about my days as a mom of three boys for some time now but never seem to have a free moment to actually sit down and do it (surprise surprise). So here I sit on Christmas morning. It's just past 7am and I've been up since 6:30. It's amazing to me that I've been waiting 10 months for Andrew to sleep through the night so that I could get a better night's sleep and now that he's finally doing it, I'm the one that's getting up in the night.
Scott and I spent over three hours wrapping gifts for the boys last night. I guessing that means that we're buying too much for them. I can't help myself though. I just love the looks on their faces when they open their gifts. I feel like we did well this year too. I really tried to buy things I thought they would like and not just "things" because we had to get something. And there aren't many surprises any more for us adults, but I do still have the unknown when it comes to my present from my husband. He usually does a good job, so I'm looking forward to seeing what he got.
Andrew still has his cold; he's had it for over a month now, and it's definitely getting old. I keep hoping he'll wake up one morning and it will be gone. We've been doing the Albuterol treatments to help out, but I'm guessing I'm not doing enough of them. It's hard to be diligent though, when you're child behaves like a caged animal every time you attempt to administer one. He absolutely hates getting them.
Well, I guess that's it for post number one. A whole bunch of exciting information I realize, but hopefully you can make it until the next amazing post. I'm sure there'll be more to add this evening once festivities have commenced and the loot is in circulation. So until then a Merry Christmas to all!
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