So long Valentine...

This morning Sheridan woke up with a temperature of 102 and draining and coughing, so off to the Woodlands we went to see our favorite (no kidding there) doctor, Dr. Haggerty. She has three kids so she knows something about this child-raising gig. Sometimes we get to see her two or three times in a week! SO anyway, they did a strep test and a flu test and concluded it was not that but the croup, which is viral. So many of my week's plans have been dashed including getting away with Ryan for a couple of hours on Valentine's Day. The good news is that Sheridan seems to be feeling better already.

We've come a long way baby!

Today David is five months old today and I can finally say I think we're out of the newborn chaos. He's turning out to be quite a fun little guy who adores his sister and dad so he may not be a complete momma's boy! Since he is sitting up fairly well I've started letting him take baths with Sheridan without a chair and I am very careful to keep my hands close to him at all times. Tonight Sheridan started up with her fake laugh and made David laugh, as soon as she knew she had an audience, she was on a roll. I'll try to post some new pics on flickr, blogger is not letting me upload my pics tonight.
I'm too tired tonight to think of anything fun or clever to write, perhaps tomorrow.

Considering being carless

For two days this week I have not had a car because Ryan's Volvo had to be taken in for repairs. Another grand given to our pals at Louetta Automotive. You know it's bad when your car guys send you a gift certificate to a sushi restaurant for Christmas, and no I didn't make that up.
Wednesday morning I actually took Ryan to work so I could have a car and I realized by the end of the day that it was a silly mistake. All so I could go to the gym. And here's the strange thing; the days I was without a car, it was very freeing to not be able to go anywhere. I didn't have to pack the kids up, which is an amazing operation by the way, and fight traffic and baby meltdowns.
We've been home and we've been fine. It's actually been peaceful to stay here, so my plan is to continue in my isolationism for a good while. I think I have been running around like a mad woman trying to "prove" that I can handle going out with my two kids and the problem is that I'm not enjoying myself and I'm definitely not enjoying them!

So, unless you come by our house you might not see us. Another good reason to have a blog!

Today I fed David banana for breakfast and lunch and he loved it! He continues to remind me so much of Georgia (my niece) at this age. I couldn't feed the kid fast enough! When I got up to get more banana and some water for myself (I know, God forbid!) HE actually cried real tears! But I can't say how happy this makes me that I might have a child who will actually eat. Sheridan continues to survive on her sips of juice and the occasional banana.
And to reveal my absolute nerdiness I told my friend Laura that I thought she was a cyborg and Laura said, "Oh, I know...my husband is so ready for Battlestar Galactica to come back on." I didn't dare correct her (it's a CyLON in case you didn't know), not that any normal woman would know that...shouldn't MY husband be grateful ;)!

I'm not sure why more girls don't watch that show it is basically a soap opera in outer space, but Lost is still my favorite and every time I watch it I am sadly reminded of our limited time since the writer strike is still unresolved. I can't bear to think of the reality poo we'll be subjected to in the future seasons.

Counting in the Car

This morning we took Ryan to work since his car is still in the shop. Since I'm not a fan of the talking in the morning Ryan decided to talk to Sheridan. I'm going to attempt capture the humor in this...

Ryan: Sheridan, can you say one?
Sheridan: TWO!
Ryan: Sheridan, can you say three?
Sheridan: FOUR!
Ryan and Samantha: (laughter...hahahaha)
Ryan: Sheridan, One!
Sheridan: TWO!
Ryan: Three!
Sheridan: FOUR! hahahaha (fake laughter imitating parents previous laughter).

It was funnier in real life. I promise.

Blogging the night away

So, tonight I will reveal to you all that I have secretly and half-heartedly been blogging (and VERY infrequently) for a while now. But since my children are collectively working against my social life, and I also think they secretly want me to be ugly as well, I will attempt to communicate with my dearest of friends and family through blogging. I know that I am exceptionally blessed to have a lot of friends and family, but I am sadly inadequate in the areas of organization. Case in point, I missed calling one of my best friends on her 30TH birthday. Sorry Kara. I still feel bad about that.
Anyway, I believe if I email this out I will feel more of a connection to so many of you I wish I had time to call or sit down and write. I send out one-liner emails, or talk until the kids start acting up, but I never get to share as much as I want. And most of you may be thinking (thank God!), but some of you may want to know, for example that David is sitting up and he'll be five months old on the 8th. I had forgotten to tell my own mother that by the way.
I would also like to just say that I would LOVE for all of my friends to do this because I think, especially SAHMs feel disconnected at times from the world in general. I try in the mornings to watch just the first 10 minutes of the news and Sheridan feels compelled to ask the whole time, "Wiggles? Wiggles?" What has happened to her beloved men...if only she shared her mother's admiration for Matt Lauer's witty banter.