Jan. 12

I've spent the last several days in a bit of a funk, and let the blogging go by the wayside. I do believe that this current funk is due to a hormone shift heralding a visit that I haven't had to deal with for 17 months. Alas, as cranky as I am right now, I hope there is some relief in the near future. Anyhoo...
Yesterday I had a great morning having a tea party with my Eva while Baby Lu slept. It never ceases to amaze me the joy I find in setting out my teacups and teapot. It's been a while since I used my pretty things on a regular basis, as I've migrated more to sticking my chunky mug in the microwave for a quick cup of cappuccino. But yesterday reminded me that I should get back to my teatime. The whole spirit of a tea party is soothing to me. It's quiet and delicate and feminine and refined - a lot of things that I dream of being and fear I may never achieve. Teatime is a special gift that I love to share with my girls now and hope will be a continued event as they grow up.
Also, yesterday all the weather reports were preparing us for quite a little snow storm, and with thoughts of a cozy snow-day ahead, I decided to build a tent in our living room. Original plan: build a warm nest of blankets, snuggle down with all the little people and enjoy getting snowed in. Actual experience: Tent attempt #1 - blankets and clothespins - FAIL. Tent attempt #2 - real tent borrowed from Aunt Beth, got it set up but couldn't get it to stay in one place and wasn't big enough for all of us, and I was afraid it would scratch the hardwood - FAIL. Tent attempt #3 - An old roll of plastic tablecover from the shed, a roll of painters tape, some twine and a stapler - 3 hours later - success! I gathered cushions and pillows from the basement and we had our cozy plastic dome. We enjoyed our movie (Despicable Me - great movie!), hot dogs, pierogies and baked beans and broiler smores - all while the snow piled up outside. Realization at bedtime - woops, where's the baby gonna sleep?! Eventually got Lu settled in the pack and play in the office, and lay down on the couch to join the rest in peaceful slumber..... and then realized just how loudly my children snore. After a restless night, the phone rings at 5:30 with the long awaited phone call from the school! Hopes dashed as the recording announces a delay rather than the dreamed off cancellation. Pooh. But at least we get to sleep in. Or not. All children awake before normal time. Cranky. The oldest sobbing as she put her coat on for school. *Sigh* The best laid plans.....
And now, finally the three littles are napping and maybe I can lay down for a bit!