Sunday, May 9, 2010

Happy Mother's Day

Happy Mother's Day to all my favorite Mommies out there. I woke up this morning and my husband fixed a giant breakfast of bacon, ham and eggs, and yummy toast. Even though the kids were whining and the twins were screaming, it was nice.

Yesterday my husband and daughter went to Nordstrom's to return some pants (or so he said). I whispered to Mary Catherine on the way out "please do not buy Mommy any clothes". I mean, have you seen me recently? I look like a house. Anyway, this morning they gave me pants (too small) and 2 sweaters (also too small). I was touched that they got the gifts, but thinking how nice it would be to fit into them. Someday! I just cannot bring myself to do Weight Watchers again. That would mean I would not be able to get up every night at 2:15 and eat 3 Oreos.

After breakfast I took a quick nap (only allowed on Mother's Day) and then went with my mom and sister and daughter to have manicure and pedicure. I almost always take Mary Catherine with me, esp since John lopped off the tip of her finger when she was 18 months old, and we are both too scared to cut her nails. We usually go to the same place where everyone fawns over her and tells her how cute she is (because she is) but today we went somewhere new and she did not appreciate the lack of attention from the staff. She was whiny and it was kind of a downer. Mom, Brooke and I decided next time we go it will be grown ups only, and at 6:00 p.m. and we are bringing wine.

The twins are both sick with 99.6 and 99.9. I'm feeling a little guilty because I called in for an appointment with the pediatrician this morning at 10:30 but Stuart was asleep so I skipped. I figured they would just tell us what we already know: tylenol (preferably the one not on recall) and saline/suction. We are doing all that but the babies are still miserable.....which makes Mommy miserable.

John has been working hard on a pot of red beans and rice. I was feeling a little sentimental when he got the pot out as I was thinking of all the weekends I missed last fall when I was stuck in the hospital. Seems like almost every weekend in the fall he makes chili, sometimes plain old chili, sometimes fancy chili, and we eat and watch football. Oh well, there is always this year, right?

Not too much else to report. John took Mary Catherine, Walter and Eleanor over to Nanas to drop off a card and plant for Mother's Day. I gave Stuart a bottle and he finally went down, I am sure for only a few minutes, but I have peace and quiet for now.

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