Why I should have a "GO AWAY" sign

Any other mammal, when in nature, will not go into labor or birth a baby until all stress is gone and they are in a comfortable atmosphere. If you have a dog for example, and they are birthing on their own and you rush in with 4 others admirers, talking loud, carrying on, etc and the dog is disturbed and uncomfortable, it will stop labor until the environment is "birth friendly" again.

Same as say a tiger in the wild. Not going to go into labor when there are stressors around.

Nothing much happening

Shannon must be a respecter of Sunday nap time.

According to my sources the early or latent phase of labor may last for an eternity....During this phase the cervix needs to thin and dilate to about 3cm. This phase for Galen, Ewan, and Ian each lasted about 3-4 weeks.

With Clay (and with the help of targeted hormones) it lasted for about 2-3 hours.

Today is a good day to have a baby

It is sunny, warm, beautiful weather, no schedules, no appointments... just contractions.

state of being

I am feeling like a PMSie teenager again. My hormones are on the flux.

I have had strange desires to lock myself in my bedroom and tell everyone to "Go away".

Crying for no good reason.

Yesterday, my house qualified as "clean" all day.

I wake up 100 times per night and then eventually give up on going back to bed.

If I didn't know what all this meant, I would probably think I was going crazy. It is amazing that any one around us survives this stage.

So what does it mean when I am too wiped to play the stupid computer game that I usually play when I am too tired to do anything else?

It means the kids are out of school for the summer. If one would dare to call this weather in any way summery.

I had 5 boys here today. The promise of a cousin to play with gave Galen motivation to go to school these last few days (thanks for letting us borrow him).

Well Galen come home hungry, we were expected this. He wanted to make an omelet, so I told him he could use up to 6 eggs. This is did, and there were extra eggs made up so I cooked those for his brothers.

After I cleaned up the kitchen and wiped everything down, Ian got it into his head that he was going to cook an egg. He left his egg completely unattended while he watched Ethan and Ewan play chess. My omlet pan is now black.

By the time Mike smelled smoke, I was cleaning the bathroom, not even imagining anybody would be doing their thing in the kitchen......

And my garden isn't making it in this weather, which kinda bums me, because I told my baby she can't come until after the garden is all in.

Galen Unveiled!

I just got a very revealing phone call this morning. Galen happily announced to Mike, while waiting for his last school bus of the year that he had orange pop at school on Thursday or so of last week.

That explains many things pertaining to this weekend.

And it explains this incident too: "We found some new frames for Galen's glasses, which is useful, because in an autistic fit this afternoon he threw his current ones out the car window, which were immediately ran over. (that was after he threw his shoes in the garbage and tried to walk to grandmas (ie run away)."

I really wish people would open their eyes to the studies on artificial colors and flavors and see what they are doing to kids each time they share/give candy or junk food. See study story here.
It is not just Mike and I and Galen's behavior anymore, there is scientific evidence for it.
Maybe the children need a sign "DO NOT FEED ME GARBAGE."

Sunday Night and All is Well.

not perfect, but well enough.

It was another beautiful day outside, with all the trees in blossom. The breeze was just enough to offset the early summer sun, and We, well at least Ewan and I, went to church. We picked up grandma on the way to save some gas.

By the time we got home from church It was nap time. Grandpa picked up Ewan to play with Ethan and Galen got all upset and tried to walk to grandpa's his old para found him (again, the second time in 3 days)... and sent her sister to the door to alert us. Mike was on the case.

Then he successfully kept Galen busy with some computer games. By dinner time, it was becoming fairly clear that Galen had walked through a wood tick nest or two. So we told him that the best course would be to cut his mop and then have a bath. That way it would be much easier to spot all the ticks, and indeed, we found 4 more just while he undressed.

But he now has a face... with out glasses. :)

And My fingers could use another round of soap to reduce the smell left from Ian's medical procedures tonight. The only kids that are still up are Galen, he wants a story and Ian, who fell asleep during his enema.