13 Weeks

So Dustin is super sick. Doesn't think he can go to work tomorrow. And he is. Sick, I mean. But please, Lord, let him go to work tomorrow. I need him to. I need the space that has been missing for the last five days. He's been sick since Wednesday, just in case you're rusty on your math.
When men get sick, they are whiny. Or at least Dustin is. I literally want to shoot myself between him and Faith. And they're jealous of each other. When one is getting my attention, the other whines until I manage somehow to share it. I suppose that this is to help me learn how to deal with two babies at once.
Too much to ask that this wait a little bit, huh?
Later

Some Things I Know

So here are some things that I know.
Death comes for us all. That is a sure thing. There are variables to when, where, how and such. But there is no avoiding death.
Death will touch you. If you live five years or fifty, you will have known death in some form or another. Someone you know will die.
Life is about conflict and peace, love and pain, hope and despair. Without both good and bad sides, there is no point to anything.
Two people connected to me have died this week. One, a loose connection and the other, much closer. A friend's grandfather and my grandfather's brother. Odd that I never met either and yet, they managed to touch me, each in a different way.
Hurricanes will come. They are an unstoppable force that cannot be avoided. And yet, somehow, each year, we are surprised by their force and destruction.
Hope everyone's okay after Ike.

Fussy and Tired

Faith is fussing right beside me and I would like her to go to sleep, but she wakes up at night and cries. So I'll get her, nurse her and she'll fall asleep, but I only doze off. I can't manage to relax when she sleeps with us in the middle of the night. So usually, I get her calm and back to sleep and put her to bed. But lately, it just hasn't been working out like that. So, I haven't been getting a lot of rest at night.
I took her to a weight check at WIC yesterday and found out she's losing weight. Just three ounces, but it's been a month and a half and since she has grown, she should have gained weight.
Also, I have been putting off posting because I would have to mention that I'm pregnant. My due date is April 2nd. I don't know why I was worried, because the only person who reads this is Megan. So hi, megan, who already knew.
Gotta go back to my screaming kid. Later

*Okay, you guys! Thanks and love for all of you. ~Grace

X-files

It's not what I'm writing, it's what I'm watching. Just so we're clear.
I had an Arbonne party last Friday. It was so fun! I plan on having another in October, this time a holiday party.
My dad was here last night and he was trying to get Faith to blow raspberries at him. He'd blow one and she would try so hard to imitate him. She'd stick her tongue out and make a noise. Over and over, she tried. She still hasn't gotten it down yet, but now she has started sticking her tongue out and making noises just for the fun of it. It is so adorable.
I want some Dove go fresh body wash. It smells so good. But I have a seriously hard time paying even Wal-Mart prices for it. So I'm a cheapskate, what of it?
I hate how sleepy I am these days. Not that Faith isn't sleeping at night or keeping me up. I just don't seem to be getting as much rest as I seem to need.
Anyway, I'm going load the camera pics on the computer now. Talk to you later.

La, La, La, La

Another week has come and gone. Miss Hannah Faith is now five months old. I cannot believe that she is so big. Right now, since she refuses to be alone on the bed, she is on the floor beside me and kicking me like crazy every few minutes. Today, when we were at dinner with Susan, she was laying on the floor screaming at Dustin. It was so cute. She has suddenly become enthralled with her daddy and I love it.

My cousin and his wife are now the proud parents of a 6lbs, 13oz, 21 1/4ins baby girl. Katarina Aislynn was born today in North Carolina (I think). Lots of love and prayers to Wesley and Ashley.

I feel like I'm missing something, but I have no idea what it is, but I need to take care of the kid.

6:48 AM

Yes, I am awake. I am usually awake at this time anyway, but I've been awake since four. Dustin and I are taking shifts with the dogs. I need to medicate them again in ten minutes.
I liked being up and awake alone, though. I mopped the kitchen floor, did all the dishes, started a load in the washer, dryer and, of course, dishwasher.
Now, however, my peace has been shattered. Dustin's grandpa just woke up. I don't like to be awake much at all in the morning, but if I have to be, then I want to be awake alone. Oh well.
Yesterday, we rearranged the living area of the house. Just did a clock-wise turn with all the big pieces. It did amazing things for the whole space. Just amazing. I wish I had before and after pics to show you guys.
Hang on a sec. I have to go medicate.
Okay. 7:01 and all is well.
I am so tired. I'm going to wake Dustin up in about an hour and a half. I think I'll make French Toast. I got this Monkey Bread from Wal-Mart when I went grocery shopping and it's really good. I made cinnamon toast with it yesterday. Popped it in the oven and it smelled wonderful!
I'd like to sleep first, but I don't think I will. I'll just piddle around on here for a while.

Oh So Fun

So, this has been an extraordinarily interesting week. It finally Friday, but no rest for the weary in this place!
We have Parvo. Anyone who has dogs should know how virulent and horrible this canine virus is. I feel safe in saying that it has a ninety percent kill rate. The last ten percent survive because their owners can afford to spend the money when they've caught it soon enough.
Out of six who came down with it, we have two left. Dustin has been doing extensive research the past 24 hours and found a medicine with an 80% recovery rate. (Where was that little percent doohickey when I was trying to remember how to spell the word?) Fifty bucks for a one ounce bottle. Every hour on the hour, a few drops on the tongue. It has been doing good for our last two puppies, but not the one that just died. But he was doing it differently with that dog, so it wasn't getting the full effects.
But that was just today and yesterday. We had a full week even before the dogs started dying.
We got the ASPCA called on us.
And the Health Department.
Yeah, like I needed someone to tell me that it stinks. I live here, you know. The sheriff lady is coming out again on Sunday or Monday.
On the bright side, the kennel room no longer smells like urine. It now smells ike a sick person, or rather a sick dog and, of course, an overwhelming odor of bleach. Which, wonderfully, kills Parvovirus, which can live in the yard for up to nine months. Fun, fun, fun.
The Health Dept. guy said he didn't know why they even got a complaint because he didn't see any problems. It was a complaint about sewage drainage, by the way.
The sheriff lady, however, said she could smell the kennel room outside and that it wasn't good for the baby to live with that smell.
Dustin said I should have told her to come back with a warrant. Like I'm going to do that. I just don't like to make trouble.
So, it's two am on a Friday and I am so not having fun.
But I wouldn't be anywhere else.
Oh, and Faith met my grandparents today. She was so good until the end when she just really wanted to go home. Angela got a four gen. pic of me, Grandma, mom and Faith. She got to come home on a four day pass the other day, but goes back tomorrow. She has to be in Dallas by ten am tomorrow. I so don't want to be Mom and Dad.
Anyway, later, gators.