Oh the ramblings of a tired woman

Another week come and gone, and I'm not exactly sure where it went to!  Life seems to be spiraling out of control for me lately.  I have not yet quite mastered this new life yet, and I feel like every day I get a little further behind.  Part of that is being so blessed tired, but I knew it was going to be this way.  I guess that's why this blog is so important to me, so that I don't forget the little things that have helped make me happy during the week and so that I can see that I actually did accomplish something. 

Last Saturday, Jon and I celebrated Valentine's Day early.  He took me out for a nice quiet lunch at Red Lobster.  It was so nice to be able to sit with him, enjoy nice quiet uninterupted conversation, and eat without rushing.  Then we came home and took a little mental vacation and talked about the trip we have always wanted to take, our ultimate vacation - Tahiti.  A couple of years ago, for our anniversary, I transformed our bedroom into a Tahitian hut, complete with a view.  I even printed out plane tickets.  It was very fun.  And ever since, we've occasionally taken mental vacations there.

Sunday was quiet.  We watched the NBA All-Star game.  It was very fun to watch that with Jon.  And Jocey always get into it as well.  Then we were up very late writing a paper for Jon's Ethics class.  Not fun.  No, I do not miss college, no, not at all. 

Monday was back to the grind.  Even though it was a holiday.  We had a little news about a home, but nothing exciting to announce yet.  We have had gorgeous weather, so me and the girls (including Shylowe) were able to get out and enjoy a little fresh air.  I think Caylee was a little confused as to where she was and why it was so bright!  But it was nice to be out for a little bit.

Tuesday was a rough day.  Coke was my friend that day after being up until midnight with Jon the night before and then every 2 hours with Caylee that night.  I think the sleep gods were against me that night.  Wednesday brought with it a lovely solid 6 hours of sleep with 2 more following after that.  It was a glorious morning.  And again the weather was so nice that we took another walk with Shylowe.  This time though, I turned Caylee around in the carrier so she could see out.  I had a hat on her, but I guess it wasn't enough because she got her first little sunburn.  Nothing terrible, but her cheeks have been rosey for a couple of days. 

Thursday Caylee turned 3 months old.  Jocey and I made red velvet cupcakes, and we had fun making another tent in our piano room.  Today, Jon and I started tearing up the backyard in preparation for our move out of this house.  Caylee made our day by giving us her first laugh.  It always amazes me how the small things make me the happiest. 

Jocey learned to write the number 3 and can now write her name completely and how old she is.  She is very proud of herself.  This week in preschool, she has made considerable progress.  She knows the letters A-I and how to write them.  She can spell Mom, Dad, Jocey, Cat, Dog, and a few others. 

That about sums up our week.  Jon begins finals this coming week, so I don't anticipate seeing him much in the evenings.  We're hoping something happens on the "home" front soon, we're getting quite discouraged (we meaning ME).  I am also hoping to figure out some time this coming week to be able to get my workouts in.  These last 2 weeks have killed me between our trip to Wyoming/Utah and then Caylee's odd sleep patterns.  I can tell that exercise is an important thing to me - yes, the celexa helps with the PPD, but I also need those extra endorphins that only come through physical exercise. 

I also feel like my spiritual life is somewhere hidden in a dark corner of my room.  We haven't been to our ward in a while due to travels, illness, and exhaustion.  And please tell me HOW to get scripture reading time in and HOW to make it through personal prayers at night without falling asleep!  It's amazing how just a few months of lacking these things can have such an impact.  But I am grateful that I can recognize those things and understand where I need to make changes.  It's just committing my tired body and mind to DO IT! 

And while packing this week, I have been trying to make the decision on whether or not to keep our baby things that Caylee has grown out of already.  We know that physically, I should not attempt to have another baby.  And I think that for our sanity, we should be happy with the two beautiful little girls that we have.  I have a problem holding onto things that I "MIGHT" use in the future.  Okay, so it's worrying that I'll have to spend more money if I get pregnant again.  So, do I risk it and give our bassinet and newborn clothes away?  Any words of wisdom?

Okay, enough griping from me.  See you next week!