Thursday

You know, it feels absolutely absurd to be fixing lunch at 10:30 in the morning. We have lunch at around 11:00, so I threw some chicken nuggets in the oven. I have arrived at lunch at this time after a lot of variations and this works best for me but it still... lunch at 11? Crazy. She used to start her nap at 11, and when she started fighting me at that time, I pushed it forward to 11:30 and that helped with the fighting. Alas, if I don't eat before heading off for nap struggles, I have a tendency to be miserable and thus cranky. I'm (STILL) queasy from about an hour after I wake up until I eat lunch. So, when I was sitting there hungry, queasy and with a baby that kept fighting and making it take longer and longer before I could eat lunch.... I had such limited patience that I was not the best mother I could have been. I mean, I wasn't beating her or anything but I was angry with her at those times and I don't like feeling angry with the kiddo. Plus, when I finally did get her to sleep, I would have to find, cook and eat my lunch while she was sleeping and while that was GREAT in terms of getting it done in peace and quiet, it was also less time for me to do other things. So... lunch at eleven was born.

I tried so hard to post something last night and I just had nothing to say. It's a good shopping week, so I was out erranding yesterday morning, and at home in the afternoon, but nothing happened that was out of the ordinary. I did clean up the sunroom last night--vacuuming and moving furniture and the whole shebang. It is such a junk storage area, and full of E's more obnoxiously overgrown toys. (Her plastic slide and truck and picnic table and water table, all competing for the same space equals a room you can't even walk in.) So we sent a few of those things to the basement for a while and rearranged a little furniture so that it made more sense and it's looking a lot nicer in there again, finally. I'm on an organizational kick at the moment, though I can't keep up with anything long enough to get much of it done. Today is dedicated to cleaning and sorting out yard sale stuff for the sale we're having Saturday. I'm going to be gone shopping with my friend (K.. the local couponer I picked up met at CVS) all day, and so this is really the last chance I'll have. I'm not too worried about my stockpile stuff because it's already in boxes in my garage (most of it) but I would like to have more of Evelyn's old junk out there.

Speaking of nerdo baby, she is currently freaking out because she doesn't want the Swedish word for Daddy to be Pappa. She keeps asking me what Daddy is in Swedish (which she perfectly well knows.. we're not great at keeping up with the bilingualism but we're not THAT bad) and then when I tell her she cries. I am not sure what the problem is but I finally told her that she could call him Daddy still, if she wanted, and that made her happy.

Lunch should be about ready by now so I'd better go check on it. Starving.