Eloise's Kangaroo

Look, I've got a kangaroo.

Are you looking at my kangaroo?

I'm going to grab her just in case.

Wait a minute, someone is taking my toys right out of my hands.

Toy stealing sister! That's my kangaroo!

Mom, she took my toy. Aren't you going to put the camera down and tell her to give it back?

Oh, you just want to show me how it works? Likely story.

Victory! Got my toy back.

Protecting my toys is exhausting.

Feeling like crap today, I have the whole "headache and sore eyes from crying" thing going on. Spending the morning snuggling the baby and feeling kind of sad. But it is ok, We'll get through this, things can't stay bad forever. Someone stole Fina's trike off our porch this weekend and when we found it, it had been trashed. I think that I am sadder about it than she is, because it just feels like it is representative of how our life has been lately. It feels like when you're feeling beat down and don't think anything can possibly get worse, it does.

Went to my parents' house today which is always nice. Fifi got her quota of being spoiled, Eloise got adored, and I got to eat a delicious home cooked meal.

I went in to get the baby up this morning and she was laying on her side pressed up against the edge of her crib, gnawing on the bars. It was like some sort of dangerous caged animal. I am surprisingly cheerful this morning though, despite having kids awake at 12, 1, 2, and 3. Then after I went back to bed after the 3 o clock waking (when I had to feed her a bottle), I fell asleep and had a very strange dream where I went to a bizarre wedding. At midnight I just gave the baby her paci and she went back to sleep, the middle 2 were the toddler asking if she could sleep in my bed.

Just thought I'd make a new blog to try to organize my thoughts. Figured I'd go with (unspecified) because sometimes I'm living a good life, sometimes a hard life, sometimes a meh life. We're pretty down at the moment, hoping for a check soon because we are running low on diapers and hope. John should be getting a financial aid check soon and I'm going to take some of it and invest in cloth diapers. I've been reading up on the care and use of them, there is a lot of information out there. Instructions on how to wash them, how to make them, how to use them, a million different types and systems each claiming to be the best. It is not your mother's cloth diapers, that is for sure. I think I've decided on what to buy, but my mind could change in the next week or so. Scraping by and barely making it, but keeping our faith that it will be better. Nobody said that having a husband in college would be easy, but when he gets through hopefully he will escape the world of the dead end job. Have to go make some lunch for me and the onery one, maybe I'll post more later.