Brian prepared a time lapse video of us as we decorated our Christmas tree. Note the clock on the mantle.
I have long been a cat person. I grew up with them and have always enjoyed their company. Dogs are boisterous and slobbery.
At this point though, I’m almost ready to defy all my previous thoughts and throw my cats to the curb. I always wondered how people could live with an animal, then just get rid of it.
When we moved to this house, we bought a new mattress for ourselves. A few months later, a cat peed on our new bed. Over the last year, it happened another 3 times. I tried to eliminate the variables: did I change litter recently enough, did the kids torment them recently, had we been out of town, etc. Last week, it happened again. I felt like I had done all I could do, so a trip to the vet was in order. For my 2 neurotic cats, that’s a really big deal.
As it turns out, one did have a UTI. The other refused to give a sample, so she came home with some medicine too. As we were leaving, the vet techs told us that the cats were very agitated and that we shouldn’t try to touch or hold them. There was some serious hissing going on. I noticed one had a “CAUTION – MAY BITE” sticker on her chart.
Trying to gather up those 2 fur balls and give medicine twice a day is proving to be dangerous. Last night, they had a cat fight under our bed (which never happens), and we woke up to more urine. I clean enough pee and poop as it is, and I’m not interested in continually cleaning it in my bedroom.
After a rough day at the babysitter’s house, she told me that Samantha was exhausted and surely she’d take a good nap. Sam certainly looked it, so I hoped for the best. One thing after another, she didn’t go to sleep until 4PM. Normally, I don’t keep her in the bed that long, but each time I checked on her, she seemed SO close to falling asleep. Needless to say, she didn’t go to bed until about 8:15PM. Here begins my night.
8:52PM – I just checked on Samantha and that little turkey is still awake. I go back to our bedroom where Brian and I are talking about how to handle Ellie during the night. She’s still not sleeping great. We have been taking turns at each outburst, but after 3 or 4 of those during the night, it’s hard to remember whose turn it is. I was proposing for each of us to take a night. For example, one night, I am responsible for all outbursts so Brian can sleep. The next night, it’s his turn so I can sleep. We didn’t really come to a resolution. I lay down on the bed, which means: game over, I fall asleep.
11:01PM – Brian wakes me up to feed Ellie.
11:38PM – Go back to bed.
1:15AM – I hear Samantha crying. She woke up crying last night too. That never happens. Last night, she must have had a bad dream about a boat. Random. I get up and walk into her room. She tells me, amid the crying, that she needs a napkin to wipe her ear. Um. What? I get a Kleenex and ask her which ear. Sure enough, there’s a nasty goop all over her left ear, face, hair and pillow. Great. An ear infection. (Here’s the original discovery that goop could come out of her ear. Beware, it’s gross.) She had a cold a few weeks ago. She got over it in about a week, so I thought we were in the clear. Oh well. I make a note to call the doctor. I ask her if her ear hurts and she says yes. I ask her if she wants some medicine and she says yes. I give her some Motrin. I tell her we’ll call the doctor in the morning.
1:30AM – Go back to bed.
3:30AM – There’s a raucous on my nightstand. What is it? Is Samantha standing by my bed messing with my nightstand? I’m confused. Molly. Molly is trying to eat my lavender lotion. “Stop. Molly. Stop.” I say as I’m hitting her rear end. She stops only momentarily. I grab her by the collar and pull her off my nightstand. Fall back to sleep.
4:08AM – What. In. The. Name. Of all that is holy. “Molly. Stop.” She’s trying to eat my bottle of lotion again. I grab her and throw her out of the room and close the door. Go back to bed.
4:33AM – “Mreow.” Oh for crying out loud. “Mreow.” Maddie. “Mreow.” She’s standing on the floor just beneath my nightstand. “Mreow.” She is staring up at me. “Mreow.” She wants to be near her beloved Molly. “Mreow.” She is persistent. “Mreow.” I get up, open the bedroom door and wait for her to bolt out. Mostly close the door. Go back to bed.
4:35AM – The air conditioner kicks on. The bedroom door slams closed.
5:13AM – Ellie wakes up. Normally, I would be happy if she slept till after 5. Brian gets up. I don’t hear her in the monitor any more.
5:15AM – Brian yells at me from the front of the house. “Jane! I need some help!” Doesn’t he know that he’s going to wake up Samantha if he yells like that? I get out of bed. I nearly walk into Sam in the hallway. She is standing with nothing on but a shirt. Ellie starts to cry. Brian is stripping Samantha’s bed. He says “Pick one.” I go into Ellie’s room and give her a paci. She falls right back to sleep. On a normal night, that never happens. I come back out and help Sam get to the potty. We sit for a while in the bathroom. She says she needs to go, but nothing happens. After Brian finishes with her bed, I put another diaper and new PJs on her. I get her back in bed and tell her to go back to sleep.
5:30AM – Go back to my bedroom. I ask Brian what happened. Apparently, after quieting Ellie, he heard some strange noises in Sam’s room. He went in and she was sitting up in bed. He told her to lay down. She said she couldn’t because her popsicles were wet (her PJs have popsicles on them). Sure enough, she and all her bedding were wet.
6AM – Ellie wakes up. Brian gives her a paci and comes back to bed. She continues to squawk. It’s not really a cry, but it usually means she’s tired or cold.
6:30AM – Alarm goes off. Like I need it. I’ve been awake since 3:30.
Samantha has done fairly well in her bed all week. Some days she takes a nap and some days she doesn’t. Last night, Brian and I were headed to bed and she comes waltzing out of her room! What on earth is she still doing up at 10PM?!?! I know she’s not getting nearly as much sleep as she used to, so hopefully, we can work our way back up over the course of the next weeks and months.
I do have a funny story to share about our first Saturday morning in the big bed. Early in the morning, I heard some scratching/shuffling noises. I hadn’t opened my eyes, but I wondered what the cats were doing. They tend to “paw” at the carpet in a playful mode and sometimes it’s during times when humans are sleeping. I felt around on the bed and noted that Molly was next to me, where she normally sleeps, but Maddie was gone. So I thought, that’s weird that Maddie would be pawing at the carpet by herself. At this point, I roll over a little bit, or lift my head, or something – I don’t quite remember. I see a little blond head bobbing around the bed. Samantha must have noticed that I was awake, so she came over to my side of the bed. The first thing she sees is Molly, so she proceeds to meow and try to pet her. Molly proceeds to get up and move to the other side of the bed. I look at the clock (6:32AM) and whisper to Sam, “go back to bed.” Amazingly, she walked off. I have no idea where she went or what she did, but she didn’t come back into our room. I know she must have spent some time in her room and some time in the living room based on the various noises I heard. I finally got up at 7 and she was very interested to tell me about her morning. Silly girl.
It was a beautiful day, so we stayed out for a good portion. Running errands, going to the park (more on that later), and playing with sidewalk chalk. Sunday was yucky and cold, so we stayed in. I sewed a little. Lettie introduced me to Jill’s blog, so I made the converted tee with 2 of my tshirts. They needed some help. I know I’ll be able to wear them post-prego too. And I must say, Lettie has a way with picking great blogs! And great snacks! Just what she wanted to be known for. 🙂 I also decided to make a little jacket for Sam. I bought a pattern and made a dress last summer. The pattern had a matching jacket, so I also bought fabric but never made it because it was too warm already. Now that it’s springy, I figured it would be a great time to make the jacket. BONUS – she still fits into the dress so I can use it for 2 seasons! I started to cut out the pattern pieces, but we are showing the house tonight, so I’ll have to put it all away. And along those lines, we have officially entered into contract (well, verbally at least, officially official maybe later today) on a house we’d like to buy. I’m not getting my hopes up because we still have to sell ours. Ours will be listed with a realtor soon.
I feel like everyone has moved beyond Christmas. I am running a little behind, so I’m just getting around to posting our Christmas pictures.
Christmas started with brunch at the Betbezes on Christmas Eve. I really like this tradition. We enjoyed brunch then the kids began opening presents. Samantha got lots of great gifts, but the #1 score (in her eyes) was a new shopping cart from Great Aunt Mary. She barely had the patience for her daddy to put it together. Goodness.
After naptime, we headed to mass. It wasn’t as crowded as usual, so we actually had a whole pew to ourselves. Our friend Kris took this family shot after mass. It’s one of the few times that Samantha has actually smiled for the camera. Thanks, guys!
We came home, had Chicken Tortilla Soup (yum) then nestled all snug in our beds.
On Christmas morning, we got up and opened presents. Samantha got a few books and some hand glove puppets from Santa. The hit was the Abby Cadabby magic wand book she got. I like this shot because it shows Sam in her Christmas PJs and slippers, inspecting her new book.
As we were packing the car and getting ready to drive to Huntsville, I went to feed the cats. We didn’t arrange for anyone to stop by because we were only going to be gone for a few days. However, I discovered that we were almost out of cat food. As in, we didn’t have enough to last a few days. Uh oh. It was Christmas morning, and I was sure that no store was open that carried our cat food. Luckily, the Grissoms came to the rescue. Thanks for buying our cats’ food and taking it by the house to feed them!!
We drove to Huntsville in time for lunch. The kids were getting ready for their naps so we hurriedly opened presents. Wow, what craziness. If I had to guess a favorite from that bunch, it would be the keyboard from MamaLinda and Pop. Now Samantha can play the piano and push lots of buttons while her daddy is playing too. She loves dancing to the beat.
On Boxing Day, my mom and I went out shopping while the boys and kids went to the Train Exhibit at the Botanical Gardens. I think it was a hit. Of course, anything involving Jackson is sure to be lots of fun. See a previous post.
On Sunday, we traveled over to Florence to spend some time with Brian’s family. We enjoyed getting to see everyone. We opened presents that night then spent a few days relaxing and playing games. Samantha’s favorite gift was the rocking chair from Nana and Papa. She loves it! She also loved Chloe’s skirt and playing with wrapping paper, tissue paper and boxes!
We had a great Christmas! Whew. We were glad to spend a few days at home relaxing before beginning the new year! Here’s one final picture of us in front of our tree at home. (And you can see my new curtain in the background, and Samantha’s new white dot outfit from MamaLinda!)