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Sooooooo tired. I know I'll get no sympathy from your guys with babies who don't sleep all night. ;-) But I got in bed at 11 last night. Finally fell asleep at 1:30....and got up at 4:30 and couldn't go back to sleep to save my life. So I decided to come out to the couch and try to go back to sleep, away from Tom's snoring. I got all comfortable, closed my eyes, and Scotland woke up and had to be taken to the bathroom. Sigh. Got him settled, got comfortable again, and Ireland woke up with a bloody nose. Double sigh. I made a pot of coffee and didn't even bother trying to sleep anymore. Of course Tom woke up at 7 after going to bed at 11 last night. He's one of those irritating morning people.....all chipper and talkative and "Wow, you were up early!" *grumble*
The car shopping is....a pain in the ass. I looked at an '02 Accord yesterday. It was a nice car, and I would have loved to own it, but the dealer wanted $500 more than we had. We said no and walked out. I will not pay $500 more, or $5 more for that matter. You wouldn't think it would be so hard to find a decent car for $10k. I mean, really. I just want a car with four doors, preferably an Accord, Altima, or Camry, that is safe....unlike my van which is pretty much a death trap at this point. Ugh.
I sound really grouchy, but I'm actually not that bad.
I handled the pre-registration with the hospital yesterday for Scotty's surgery. Good to get that out of the way. Now a nurse will be calling me to go over the medical history and the last minute pre-op instructions. I'm also going to call the surgeon and ask for some baby valium since he gets so upset when he has to go to the hospital. I want him to at least get some sleep the night before so that his little body is in good shape for the surgery. Luckily he's been holding his own in the weight department. Still dangerously small, but he's been maintaining at 31 pounds.....as opposed to the 29 pounds he was at when he was hospitalized last time. He actually has butt cheeks right now. At 29 pounds he's got no butt cheeks...just a hole...like a cat.
OK, off to take Nai to school.
The car shopping is....a pain in the ass. I looked at an '02 Accord yesterday. It was a nice car, and I would have loved to own it, but the dealer wanted $500 more than we had. We said no and walked out. I will not pay $500 more, or $5 more for that matter. You wouldn't think it would be so hard to find a decent car for $10k. I mean, really. I just want a car with four doors, preferably an Accord, Altima, or Camry, that is safe....unlike my van which is pretty much a death trap at this point. Ugh.
I sound really grouchy, but I'm actually not that bad.
I handled the pre-registration with the hospital yesterday for Scotty's surgery. Good to get that out of the way. Now a nurse will be calling me to go over the medical history and the last minute pre-op instructions. I'm also going to call the surgeon and ask for some baby valium since he gets so upset when he has to go to the hospital. I want him to at least get some sleep the night before so that his little body is in good shape for the surgery. Luckily he's been holding his own in the weight department. Still dangerously small, but he's been maintaining at 31 pounds.....as opposed to the 29 pounds he was at when he was hospitalized last time. He actually has butt cheeks right now. At 29 pounds he's got no butt cheeks...just a hole...like a cat.
OK, off to take Nai to school.