4am: I have been kept awake by a 2 yr old trying out various laughs at 3am. I kid you not! Was just trying to settle Max back down to sleep (still trying *sigh*) I heard a loud “HA. HA. HAAAA…” followed by silence. Did I just imagine that?? No? how do I know for sure? Because about 3 seconds later it’s followed by “hmmm, nope. don’t like that……. HE. HE. HEEEE…… YESSSSSS”and repeat for about half an hour.

11am: He eventually went to sleep once I had gone in to tell him to, I think he may have an imaginary friend the way he was talking last night. Kept saying things like “I’m gonna tickle you”, “you need a drink too?” etc… either that or he is one smart cookie and was trying to sweet-talk me into doing things for him without actually sweet-talking me, if ya get what I mean!

He’s currently sitting opposite me at the PC playing his Gameboy… the bane of my life *sigh*
Max is sleeping - finally… it felt like he was up half the night being unsettled.

Oh, and we got one step closer to J sterilising the bottles properly… he washed them and put them in the steriliser, we’ve yet to get him to switch it on though, and I was still left having to make them up at all hours because he’d forgotten yet again. We will get there I’m sure… probably by around the time they no longer need sterilised anymore.

Ooooh and other news, I got my first bling! Thanks to Veronica for this cute lil badge

I’ll wear it with pride
I’m still looking into the self-hosting thingy, we shall see how it goes. It’s definitely something I’ll do at some point in the future… most likely as soon as I can, so watch this space.

So there I was making bottles up at 4am this morning *sigh. It’s times like these I really feel envious of the breast-feeders out there that’s for sure! Why is it that men seem totally incapable of doing anything chore-like unless they are prodded?? Of course it’s all my fault for not reminding him. Can you see the steam coming out of my ears yet…? Oh well, at least I can guilt-trip J into giving me a bit of a lie in later on this morning. I hope.

Christmas is two weeks on tuesday - TWO WEEKS. Oh my god I am nowhere near ready. We have no food yet, no Christmas presents, hell I haven’t even found the cards that I stashed away last year to send out this year (so much for buying a bargain when i can’t find it when I need to!). I was thinking of getting the decorations out this weekend, want to make the most of the season and all that, but at the same time I can see me telling Zack off constantly for trying to climb on or rearrange the tree, so maybe I will leave it for next weekend.

Bittersweet news we got yesterday - my dad finally has a date for his operation to remove some kidney stones and a stent that was put in 11 weeks ago and has been causing immense pain ever since. I’m so glad that he’s now got a date, it’s been horrible seeing him so sore - he’s never normally one to complain if he’s unwell, but this has just been unbearable for him.
The downside? The operation is scheduled for Dec 20th, which means we won’t be spending Christmas together after all, something that we were all so looking forward too. I know I should just be over the moon that he’s finally going to be relieved of this pain, and don’t get me wrong I really really am, but a- they should have sorted this out much sooner than they have, and b- now we don’t get to have the big family Christmas I’ve been hoping for since Zack was born.

There’s always next year of course… I just hope that they both keep well enough to be able to come over then!

Hmmm… what else to say? Oh, of course… some of my favourite bloggers have recently changed platforms to their own hosts… I had been musing doing the same thing at some point as I like being able to fiddle around with these sort of things, it’s a bit of a hobby I suppose. At the moment the only thing that’s stopping me is cash-flow. It’s just not a good time of year to fork out extra money I’m afraid, especially when I still have everything else to organise for Christmas first… 2 weeks on Tuesday, bloody hell! Anyway, back to what I was saying… what was I saying? Oh yes, I hope to have my own domain up by the new year, or just after. We shall see! After that there will be no more hopping about I promise!

Right. Max has finally dropped off and is no longer snuffling and grunting (gotta love those baby noises…just not at 4am) so I’m off to catch a lil more sleep before the troops wake.

Serious Business - 3/12/07
Originally uploaded by nilyram

It’s a serious business getting all the numbers in the right place don’t you know? This is another pic taken this morning of my Big Boy - he’s 2yrs 4 months - now I really can’t believe THAT!

Thanks J, now we all have the dreaded cold/flu thing you have… I know it’s all about giving in a relationship but really, you could have kept that one just for you honey!

My eyes just want to close, but there’s too much to be done, I may be unwell but so is everyone else so it’s up to me to take care of them all *sigh*.

The life of a SAHM, who’d change it eh? Most of the time I love it, but when you are hit with things like this it just gets me down a little bit - when do I get ’sick days’ when I can have a day off my work and just stay in bed? I don’t, because J can’t take time off to look after the kids when I’m ill, which is fair enough I suppose, but still - I’m cranky and have every right to whinge about my lack of days-off when I’m sick, it is my blog after all! lol

So… if I’m not around for the next couple of days you know why - I’m off sick. I’m going to get some cold medicine…maybe chocolate (ok definitely chocolate) and I might even see about watching a Disney movie once Zack’s up just to make myself feel a little better… *sniff*

I’m no longer Mummy… Zack has started to call me Mum instead. I know it’s silly but I could cry! I want my lil boy to call me his mummy for as long as possible but it looks like he’s too big to call me that anymore. I’m still getting called mummy occasionally, like if he conks himself on the head yet again, or stubs his toes etc, but other than that now I’m officially “Mum”.

I’ll need to get Max talking asap so I don’t start feeling old!