We're moving. DH and Tom have been bickering like kindergartners! I'm waiting for AF to arrive. I've been pissy and achy for days.
Bobbie slept for 11 hours last night. He's going through a growth spurt I guess. He just eats and sleeps. I'm gonna stop washing his hair 'cause every time I do, more of his beautiful hair falls out. He has bald spots on either side of his head. And a receding hairline. They're threatening to meet and make a bald halo around his head.
Dora said her first 3-word sentence today. She doesn't have many words, but she's trying!
I was sooo nervous. I really wanted her to get the help she needs. And I know she only needs a little.
She scored a 105/100 on the receptive test. The lady said she was really smart. She scored a 75/100 on another test which was borderline (can't remember what that one was called?). And a 54/100 on the articulate test. Soooooo! She qualifies for therapy! Yay!!! We need to get her hearing tested too to see if that is one of the reasons she is delayed.
Bob And Eli
They bickered so much! Bob refused to help and Eli shut down. I was so stressed from it all that I was physically ill. I was sick to my stomach, I had a headache, and my heart was racing for no reason. *SIGH*
Dora stayed with MIL for a bit and did something amazing. MIL told her that Granny gave her this watch. Dora started looking around for the photos that MIL used to have around. She has since put most of them away I think. So, MIL got out a picture and showed it to Dora. Dora pointed at Granny in the picture then at the watch. AMAZING. It's been more than a year since Granny's passing and I didn't think she'd remember her.
A few days ago, I also showed her a picture of my mom. I don't think I ever have. I asked her who it was and she said, "Mommm." That's her word for grandma. WOW.
I had Bobbie on his back on the floor with nothing to look up at overhead. So he raised his hand to look at. He just stared at it like "Wow. I think this thing belongs to me."
I've started working out! I feel like a freaking blob! I don't want to be this way. I threw out all my fat clothes after the pregnancy to say to myself that I'd never be like that again! And if I did get that big, I'd have nothing to wear.
Well, I got there, and nothing fits. So I have no choice now!
OMG. DH is so friggin' bipolar. He "couldn't" sleep, so he and lil bro drove to OK. Only someone who is bp would decide to drive to a different state just because he can't sleep.
AND he got hit by a deer. He showed me the dent like he was all proud of it. Then he didn't understand why I was so mad at him. I tried to explain but I still don't think he'll ever understand. He probably would if I pulled something like that, but I never would. No sane person would.
Then he woke me up at 5am to tell me he got me food while he was there...
Went to Brandi's baby shower yesterday. I had fun. Araya kept stealing my pins. I saw Ivy there. She is so tall and 90% of her face is cheeks! So cute! It's amazing that she was almost 3lbs smaller than Bobbie when they were born. She dwarfs him now.
Dora was such a little hellion last night. She was awful! Spent most of the evening in time-out. I think I should be tougher with her. She gets away with waay more than I'd ever let the daycare kids get away with.
So, Eli moved out and now I've been looking for a job. I've been so stressed and depressed. I took a picture of myself and I didn't even recognize the person anymore. She was pasty, fat, had dark circles under her eyes, and looked as bad on the outside as she felt on the inside. She looked sickly and pathetic.