We went to see 8 local houses that have been on market for last several weeks/months. Dan and I weren't on agreement with a few homes- different preferences- but we do agree that we have not found perfect home.
We saw a house every half hour or so, so we were really moving! Without kids, we were gone from 9:30 til 3 PM. We couldn't have done this with kids! So we were just thrilled Dan's parents came up for the day. (The kids were thrilled, too.)
The last house was in the countryside in some acreage and also on gravel road. About this time I started having somewhat painful and frequent contractions. This probably was part of reason why I disliked house! It was hard to keep good attitude.
We went as family for errands at Kohls and grocery store. It was stressful. Walking made me have contractions.
We came home and I was so tired I could barely eat a bowl of cereal. Dan took care if everything else and I rested. It was like the today, too. I have put myself on couch-rest, except for going to church and helping with dinner.
Only one contraction per hour or so if I am resting. And they hurt less than yesterday.
I am not dehydrated, kind of the opposite so much so that I had to get up five ones at night to pee. Ugh. I have heard people say this about their pregnancies, and now I feel lucky that I didn't have to pee all those other pregnant months!
I did too much for all of January, basically, and I think the last week in particular did me in. I am so glad I don't have to keep house perfect anymore! No pressure to be ready in an hour. Phew.
This week I promise to sit more and sweep less. I will also defer park parenting duties to Dan and stay home to nap while they go for adventures.
The first few photos are of the kids playing together. It's so exciting to hear, "Hey! That's a great idea, Elsa!" instead of only anger about her ruining tracks. Oh, hey quarrel about which train to drive and the play doesn't last that long, but it is cool.
The next is dinner Dan made for the kids. He made a cheerful plate for his daughter. notice that the eyes are chicken. We've never had frozen chicken nuggets here. The kids called them DONUTS. That grossed me out. Dan assured me try were delicious. I don't plan to buy these, but I don't feel guilty that they had such processed foods because I don't have enough emotional room for that now.
The last was my view from couch today. It was kids scurrying and wrestling and tower-knocking with their dad all day. They had fun and I was worn out just watching it!