Ew....

Our house has been a germfest for the past few days. It all started on Saturday. It's about 8am, Anna's still asleep, Carrie's snuggling in bed with me, Jerry, and Bailey (yes, the 85 lb dog still sleeps in the bed with us). About 8am, Carrie turns to me and says "Mommy, I don't feel really good" followed by throwing up in bed. Fun. A few hours later and we find out Anna has it. Thankfully both girls got over it after a day of rest, relaxation, and Disney movies.

Then came Monday. Both Jerry and I came down with the crud. Jerry was feeling better by the end of the day Monday, but I ended up being out Tuesday as well. Not fun.

Then today....Carrie wakes up with a totally crusty nose which sent her into hysterics because she thought it was bleeding (not sure where she got that) and coughing her head off. Got a call from Kayla....she's been throwing up all night with this crap, so she won't be in today. Jerry graciously decided to run interference today since I had meetings at work. So right now I believe he's at home with one sick kid, one well kid that had shots today, watching Lion King at last check-in. He's such a great daddy/husband. And just to give you an idea of how great he really is, here's an excerpt of my last conversation with him:

Jerry: You didn't tell me what I was getting in to

Kristy: What do you mean?

J: Anna just had the biggest poop of her life. Not only did it fill up her diaper, it ran down her leg and filled up a sock. A SOCK. How does one fill up a sock with POOP?

K: (laughing) I don't know honey. I'm sure you handled it just fine though.

J: Yeah, but while I was wrangling poop I had Carrie yelling at me "Daddy, I want a snack!" I couldn't believe she could think of food at a time like that.

K: Well, she does have a one track mind about food.

J: Oh, and then after I finally got Anna halfway cleaned up and we were in the middle of bathtime, cause after an explosion like that I didn't have a choice, Carrie tells me she has to go poop. Really? REALLY?!

K: (laughing again) So did she go?

J: Yeah, I just let her go on her own and she did fine. There's too much poop in this house.

K: I'm sure you are doing great, dear. I have no worries.

J: Yeah, well I promise they'll all be alive when you get home.

Something tells me Jerry will be more than happy to go to his client dinner in Savannah tonight!!

Feeling Like a Heel

So here I was whining about not having time to get my house in order, finding places for all of my material things, when the earthquake in Haiti hits. Nothing like a real tragedy for you to get your priorities in order. Perhaps that was God's way of telling me "Quit your bitching - you are alive, you have a wonderful family and a roof over your head that's not crumbling around you."

This weekend will be spent with a little more focus on family and a little less focus on the mess in the house...

Chaos Part II

I. Do. Not. Like. Feeling. Out. Of. Control.

There. I said it. Not like those that know me don't already know this about me. I'm a control freak. I admit it. But I just feel so freakishly out of control right now and that freaks me out further. Sometimes I wish I could just go with the flow, but then would that really be me? Jerry's much more that type, which is probably a big reason why we get along so well.

We don't have anything going on this weekend so I'm hoping to take some time just to sort out all of my stuff and get back on top of things. Although....are you ever really on top of things after having kids???

Chaos

I feel a little bit like I'm living in a lot of chaos right now. It's not a bad problem to have, since I think the majority of the chaos is caused by the fact that we moved, but still....my OCD tendencies do not lend themselves well to this feeling of being out of control. Jerry just called me and said he couldn't find Carrie's hat and mittens anywhere for her to take to school for when they go outside to play....they are sitting in the Envoy from when I picked her up yesterday and they never made it from the car to the house. So now I have visions of my poor child freezing her petunias off outside. Thankfully the coat she has today has a giant hood on it, but still I feel like a bad mommy. I'm sure the teachers at school are wondering just when we're going to get our act together (or perhaps they are just used to it and I'm not the only one? Who knows?)

There are still a bunch of boxes in Anna's room that may or may not actually need to be in there. I haven't been able to find a spare minute to go scavage through them to see what's in there, so there they sit. I'm sure Kayla's wondering what the hell they are still doing in there (perhaps I should have her scrounge around in them to find out what's in there!)

The kitchen counters drive. me. insane. Only one counter, really. I've dubbed it the "Command Center." There was, at one time, about FOUR laptops on the counter. Thankfully that's been reduced to one, but there are all these wires everywhere. Wires for the external hard drive. Wires for the camera to the computer. Wires for charging our cell phones. I've designated an entire drawer in the kitchen for nothing but wires.

Our Christmas tree is still up. Not that big of a deal since there were never any ornaments on it (just had to have it up for the kiddos!) and it's artificial, but still. Ready to move on from Christmas.

I have a feeling a lot of these things will be rectified in the next 24-48 hours seeing as how Anna's baptism is on Sunday and we'll be having a lunch gathering at our house on Sunday afternoon. I just hope no one opens the doors what will be the office, cause if they do it'll be like the cartoons where all the stuff comes flying out and buries the poor unsuspecting soul.

Bye Bye Cedar Bluff

The past few weeks have been really bittersweet for the Reeves V family. On the one hand, I am so thrilled to tell you that we are now once again homeowners!! Yes, we were crazy enough to attempt moving with two small children at Christmastime. First order of business in the new house - get everyone's beds set up. Second order of business - get the tree/stockings up! We managed to get the important stuff put away in the past two weeks, but it's been interesting. The kitchen's pretty well in tact, as are the girls' rooms (sorry Anna, I have a few more boxes hanging out in your room right now, but you can't go through them like your big sister, so that's why they are in your room!) Our room is definitely on its way - I get distracted going through all these boxes because I literally haven't seen some of this stuff in two years since we left Gainesville. Part of me says that's a big clue that we could get rid of it if I've been able to live without it for two years, but the other part of me feels like I'm re-opening all my wedding presents again! :)

Of course, with the move comes leaving Cedar Bluff. We've been there for almost right at two years. There's been a LOT that went on in those past two years as well:
-Leave Gainesville, which was way harder than I ever thought, seeing as how I pretty much hated the place when I moved there
-Move in with Jerry's parents (literally - we were in his childhood bedroom for the first 7 months!)
-Start a new job
-Have surgery for Crohn's
-Carrie started her school and has really thrived there
-Jerry got a new job that we knew would require him being in Portugal for EIGHT months
-Moved from Jerry's room to the cottage on the Reeves' property
-Went to China for two weeks
-Was back from China for about a week and a half and found out I was pregnant!
-11 days after finding out about Baby #2, Jerry leaves for Portugal
-Sold our house in GNV! My poor father in law - he had to go with me (on Valentine's weekend, no less, and help pack up the remainder of the stuff in GNV)
-Had to go to ER because of my Crohn's acting up (and my wonderful inlaws came to rescue me since I couldn't drive!)
-Had to go to ER because I fell down chasing Carrie in the Bluffton post office (she accompanied me that time and still to this day says "Mommy fell down and had to go to the doctor")
-Went to Portugal to visit Jerry while 28 weeks pregnant
-Jerry returned home; 8 days later Anna Sophia made her early arrival!
-Finally bought a house of our own
-Got into a car accident (that actually just happened this morning and I had to throw that in there - it's an attempt to laugh to keep from crying about it, folks)

Whew! That's a lot of stuff for two years. I don't think Jerry and I will ever be able to repay Whizzy and Pop-Pop for all the support they've offered throughout this entire experience. When we were first considering a move we knew the only way we could do it was to either sell the house in GNV immediately (yeah, right) or move in with them in the interim. They never once hesitated and have driven car pool, babysat, and the list goes on. I know part of them loves to do this since it means more time with the grandchildren, but still - that was a huge commitment to take on when they were about to reclaim their house as their own when Rhett went off to college!

My parents have been amazing as well. I know my mother has to be tired of me calling with real estate questions. Too bad she didn't get a commission off every single call I made to her asking fifty thousand questions :) They made trips to SC during the time when Jerry was gone to entertain me. I always called my dad whenever I had an IT question since my usual IT department was 6 hours ahead of me. They really supported our decision, even if attempting to sell a house in the current market wasn't the wisest decision ever (hindsight and all that).

So we will soon have all of our stuff out of the cottage at Cedar Bluff and be busy finding a place for it all (or sending it to Goodwill!) in our new home. We'll clean out the cottage one last time and close that chapter of our lives. I know Jerry will never believe this, but the other day when I was over there and I walked into the cottage I was surprised to find myself a little sad. It represents a pretty significant point in our lives, and I will miss being able to walk out the back door and go have a glass of wine with Whizzy & Pop Pop and chat about the day or borrow their roasting pan to make BBQ.

Bye bye little cottage!

In Love...

I think I am in love with our new nanny. She is A-MAZ-ING. Literally. We were a little wary of trying to get another nanny because we had such a great experience in FL with Hayley for Carrie that we weren't sure that could be topped. Not to mention the pool of nanny possibilities here is considerably less than it was in a college town of over 40k students (mostly women from the looks of it). But Kayla has met and exceeded each and every expectation. It's only been two weeks, but what a great two weeks.

She takes excellent care of Anna. I have yet to come home to a crying baby, and that is saying something because usually by 4:30 she's on the verge of what my mother in law appropriately calls "hurricane hour" for kids, meaning that they've just had enough of the day, thank you very much, and are gonna be cranky! When Anna sees her she just lights up and smiles and giggles, and that does my heart good.

Carrie loves her too. I've always considered Carrie a pretty good judge of character, as are most little kids. She's very social and will say hi and smile to just about anyone, but she won't immediately jump into someone's arms unless she's sure about them. When we interviewed Kayla we could hardly get a word in edgewise because Little Miss Bossy wanted to play Ring Around the Rosie the entire time. Kayla took it in stride, answering questions while twirling Carrie and taking care to make sure she didn't slam her head into the corner of the table.

She gets Carrie ready for school in the morning so we don't have to wake her up at an ungodly hour to get her out the door (this may of course change once we move!). She asks me if there's anything I need/want her to do around the house while Anna naps. She volunteered to help pack up the cottage in anticipation of the move. She does the girls' laundry. Yesterday she put some semblance of order into our pantry which, if you had seen it, was quite the job. Did I mention that these are all things she's just seen that need to be done and she does them without me giving her any sort of task list? The only things I've explicitly asked for are items related to child care....the other stuff is just a bonus.

It's hard being a working mom of two - every day when I walk out the door I have this little twinge of mommy guilt which, as any mother knows, is the most powerful stuff in the world. But I know Carrie loves her school (and yes, it really is more of a school than a daycare....the kid is writing her ABCs already people!) and the people there love her and take care of her as I would, so that makes a huge difference. And now I know that Anna is well taken care of and loved while I'm not there as well. Not only does it put my mind at ease, but it feels like a physical weight has been lifted. Whew.

Happy Anniversary!!

Today marks 7 years of being married - can you believe it?!? Who would have thought that an innocent study abroad trip the summer between my junior and senior year at GT would lead to all that we've experienced in the past 11 years? Between the two of us we've experienced 5 degrees, one very tiny apartment in Gainesville FL, (almost) three homes, 5 moves, 5 jobs, 3 really cool vacations, 1 dog, and 2 kids. I can't imagine a better person for me to have experienced all of that with either :)

So what does one buy one's spouse for their 7th anniversary? Hopefully, fingers crossed, this: