So, haven't blogged in awhile. I've been pretty tired lately actually. I've upped my workouts at the gym and instead of feeling energized, I'm pretty much pooped for the rest of the day. I always wonder why I can't get things done...probably because I feel like I'm in a thick fog of tiredness all the time. So, I'm on a quest this week to figure this out. I've completely revamped my eating to make sure that i'm getting the nutrients I need. Now, I'm experimenting to see if I'm just dehydrated. I drastically increased my cardio workouts where I'm sweating buckets, so I'm sure water is the logical solution. We'll See. Hmmm... am I rambling? I feel sort of bad because I'm on the cranky side when I don't feel good. And, when Adam says with a concerned look on his face, "Mommy, you're not being very soft with me", then I know I'm not quite myself. Just Great! My kids are learning to be monsters from ME! Yeah, speaking of monsters, today was one of those monster days. After my workout at the gym this morning I return to child care to learn that Adam was put in timeout 4 times!Twice for throwing toys at his brother, once for attacking another kid, and once for hitting. Evidently, he begged the mom that was watching him not to tell his mommy. Am I that scary? So when we got to the car I asked him how it had gone playing with his friends. He said, "Great!". So then the prying began. "Are you sure?" Adam, "Yes, it was good." He's sort of in a lying phase right now anyway, but I felt sad that he couldn't tell me because he was afraid he'd get in trouble. Tell, me, is this normal? The lying and hiding for fear of being found out? Anyway, later in the day I hear Lincoln crying, 'Me out! Me out!" I ran to find that Adam had locked themselves in the bathroom and he was exfixiating(spell?) them with my bottle of hair spray. I walked in there and could hardly breath! Wet hair spray was all over the walls, toilet and floor, ....and Lincoln's body! I panicked because of Lincoln's asthma, sticking Adam in timeout while I cleaned off Lincoln and fanned out the bathroom. Evidently, Adam had tried to open the door but couldn't due to wet hairspray hands. So, he decided the only logical thing to do was to keep spraying! Oh! I think I've got a grey hair....can you see it?......no really it's right there.... look! (Sigh!) I suppose this doesn't hold a candle to the time he painted my dining room and kitchen with black acrylic paint does it? Rob and I have been talking about having another baby soon. But,... I think I just might have to put that off a little longer because I don't think my nerves can handle it. Mom, how did you ever do 13?! Forever in awe at that amazing feat! How is it possible that these darling little faces can wreak so much havoc in such a short period of time? But, you know....I wouldn't trade them for anything! I'm so thrilled to be the mommy to these little rascals!
