Why is it that at least once a week, despite getting up and going to bed at the same time, do I feel like I have been run over like a truck? I try hard to keep my routine so I don’t feel this way, yet here I am with eyes barely open and stiff as a board. I did nothing different yesterday, I got up at 5:10am and went to bed at 10pm. Same thing, different day. Except last week when we slept in until 6 or 6:30am everyday because the neighbour was on vacation and the paper guy came later. I think I was spoiled by the extra sleep last week, but it still doesn’t explain why at least once a week I feel this way. Could it be the way I sleep, the dreams I have or the way in which I wake? I think I will have to start taking note of what happens during the night when I feel like this. I don’t remember much from last night, except that “J” woke up at 4am and fell back asleep. Hmm, perhaps I feel this way after waking up and falling back asleep. Which would be strange considering for 18 months “J” woke up 3-5 times a night and I didn’t feel this way. I sure hope it isn’t because I ate a few jelly beans yesterday, yes, I know, not good, but I was having sugar withdrawl. I will be back on track today for sure :). Hopefully I will wake up soon and be able to enjoy the day ahead.

Speaking of which, yesterday saw more than half the snow in our backyard melt away. I am looking forward to our high of +7 to melt the rest of it today!! The dogs are happier sitting on the grass, basking in the sunshine. I think I have the only Siberian Huskey that loves to sit in the hot sun and bake. Even when it is the hottest day of the summer, he sits outside in the sun and bakes his black fur. Our Collie-Lab loves the sun too, but he is blonde and not a winter dog so it makes a bit more sense.

I am also looking forward to getting into the sandbox. We have been able to see the top of it for about a week and a half and we keep telling “J” that as soon as the snow is gone from the sides we will be able to play in it again. I think we might be able to crack it open today. None to early either. Although we have been playing outside, hockey on the driveway and running aimlessly around the backyard I am looking forward to a few more fun things to do outside, because I have truthfully had enough of inside for one season. We got “J” one of those one piece rainsuits from Mountain Equipment Co-op and I am not saying that I want it to rain a lot, but these are great for playing outside in wet snow/grass. He can cover up and play in the sand or roll in the grass (something he likes to do like the dogs) and I don’t have to change him everytime we go outside. And even though we live around the corner from a park, I think we need a small swing get up. The park is ok, but certainly not my favorite, when school is out for the summer we can use the school parks which are newer and more fun for toddlers, but I think it would be fun for “J” to have his own park right here.

And finally toes 🙂 I just had to add that my toes are ready and raring to go for sandal season. I gave them a little pedicure so they didn’t look so winter sad. Hubby gave me a manicure/pedicure for Valentines at The Spa but, I am going to save that until closer to Easter to really be ready for Summer. But, I felt really great after soaking them in my foot tub and putting some wonderful red polish on them. I have been using this red since I was a waitress and it was the number one selling polish. I usually only wear it on my toes, and do have other colours to change it up a bit, but there is something about a good red polish to wake up your toes after the winter. Love it!! Who knows, maybe I will play outside in my sandals today, just because.

Two days after her Sister’s 5th Birthday (Happy Birthday GR) little N arrived at 8lbs8oz. My Sister made it through a delivery without drugs (it was too late) and all went well for the delivery. Apparently my Sister had some minor hemoraging, but it was caught early and all was corrected quickly. My Mom flew out to Saskachewan to help her on Friday, so they are all in good hands.

Phew! I am done. My Sister’s are done with their pregnancies for a bit so I won’t be faced with it everyday anymore. My first neice is doing well and I can actually be around her without welling up with tears. Probobly because all the drugs are out of my system and I have a better handle on my emotions. The hardest part now, is that “J” wants a sister of his own. He is very good with babies and likes to take care of Neice #1 all the time. He wants to help his Aunt dress her, change her, put her in the carseat/bassinet, feed her. Then he asks the hardest question of all, “Where is my sister?”. What do you tell a 2 1/2 year old? We are trying baby, we are trying.