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I have bloggers block tonight. I feel like I have a million things I want to share, but just can't seem to put it together. Ugh, I hate this. Diva was at my Aunt Kathy's house for the past "4 sleeps." I went to my parents house yesterday with the Dudes to pick her up. I missed my little noise maker. The trip started off well enough. It's a 3-4 hour minimum trip down to my parents. Depending on how many stops and how much traffic there is. Yesterday we made it in 3 hours 20 minutes. Whoo!! The Dudes were great on the trip. Perfectly happy to watch a movie and sit in their seats. We get to my parents sometime after lunch and the boys play and wrestle with their Papa for the remainder of the afternoon. Now....they haven't had a nap. That was my plan. I purposely didn't make them nap last time we were there a few weeks ago in the hopes they would sleep well during the night. Around dinner time the guys start getting cranky. Diva comes over with Aunt Kathy and Diva's cousin FM. The noise level ratchets up considerably. The Dudes play, run, jump and have a good time. After everyone leaves I make Diva and the boys get their Jammie's on and go to bed. The kids are sharing a room with me. Diva is sleeping with me. Those are two things I try to avoid all the time. Diva is a human tornado. I woke up 4 times last night with her feet in my face. The boys are loud sleepers. I sit in the room after they go to bed so that when Carter tries to get up I can make him lay back down and hopefully he will go to sleep soon. BAHAHAHAHA....kid had other plans last night. He and Owen both proceeded to act like fools for over an hour last night. With me sitting right next to them. At some point in their shenanigans Owen accidentally stayed still to long.
You can see what happened. Carter continued to roll around and act like a crazy person for another 30 minutes. Then he got still.
Yup, he was a goner. During the night Carter only woke up once and cried for a minute. I got up and patted his back. I was already awake because of the feet in my face. He went back to sleep. Around 6:30 Carter started talking and crying. I kept shushing him and telling him it was still night night time. It's been working at home. They get up before 7 I take them back to their room and tell them it's night night time. It works. My shushing only worked for a limited time. Before I knew it all 3 kids were awake and ready for the day. Yay. I get them up and start feeding them breakfast. From the second I get them up things just go downhill with Carter. He started screaming, kicking and wailing and did not stop until bedtime tonight. Even my parents were in awe of the temper tantrums the kid was throwing. My sanity was on seriously shaky ground. We left my parent's early. I wanted to get home so I could make the boys nap. They do not sleep in the car. We stop at a gas station midway into the trip so Diva could go potty and get a snack. Carter was mad and threw himself in the floor of the gas station and started kicking and screaming. Why? Beats me. Because it's Friday. We finally make it home and I make them nap. The downside is I had to wake them up so that they would sleep tonight. That just made both of them cranky. I was very happy to see bedtime tonight. I am really hoping tomorrow is a better day. I'm not sure my sanity can take another day like today. Today was not one of those "Oh I just love being a Mommy" or "My kids are so fun to be around" days at all. It was more of the "I am going to lose my mind" and "When can I start drinking" days.

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  1. I am the same way....so much to say but not sure I wanna say it ;)

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