Tuesday, April 27, 2010

Inches away.

Well, I am inching closer and closer to what will hopefully be my last surgery "post-triplets."  Seth asked me if the doctor was going to "replace my batteries."  Hmmm...batteries, now that is a novel idea.  Wouldn't that be nice?  Tired of changing wet sheets; go get some more batteries.  Filled up your last juice cup of the day; go get some more batteries.  If only it were that easy in "mommy world" where the dishes pile up, the juice cups don't fill themselves, and you wake up in what feels like an incubator of sweaty toddlers.  And speaking of that...


These children are a lot of fun. And their "fun" tends to begin in the wee hours of the morning.  If you know me personally, you know that me + wee hours usually equals some delirious behavior of some sort.  I don't rationalize well in the mornings. I don't react well in the mornings. You can find me pounding away on my blog, listening to music, and unwinding from my day from the hours of 10 pm - midnight.  These are my hours of "awareness."  But, I suppose God has a sense of humor, for I birthed early birds (minus Leyton).  And in keeping with the tradition of the last year, my early birds like to pile into my bed after Robb's alarm has gone off atleast 1,000 times and usually to some annoying song from the 80's.   They file into my bed, two by two.  Leyton and his boots, Seth and his puppy, and Laci and her Baby Jaguar.  And if they were still this size...
...things would not get so crowded.  But, remember, they are four now! This morning I woke up hot! I felt like I was sleeping on a heating pad.  And for this polar bear, the delirium set in quick.  I began pleading for them to "let me up," "move over before I suffocate!" I think I remember saying.  And then this one...
...says, "Mom, it looks like you are in need of some wind. Don't worry, I will help you cool off."  And with all his might, a long wind of toddler morning breath knocked me over and made me forget how hot I was under the dog pile of sweaty toddlers.  Thanks Leyton, I can always count on you.  

1 comments:

Anonymous said...

Goood Luck today! You are in my prayers:) I'm so excited for you!

Cute story!
CJ Hopson