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He’s 3

He turned 3 on Sunday.  Happy Birthday!!!

He really wanted a motorized car; mainly because that’s what his sister wants, I think.  I was focused on getting that for him but was convinced the day before that he didn’t need it.  So I opted for something a little less and that turned out to be fine.  I thought before that we had too many toys, now we really don’t have any room.  And we still have the party with their friends this Saturday.  Hopefully most of those presents will be clothes or gift cards.  Maybe someday we’ll move and have more room for this stuff

It wasn’t an easy week leading up to his bday.  Both were sick for the 3rd time this winter.  This one the worst.  He threw up in the car wednesday night (GROSS) and she started with it the next night.  Fevers too.  There were bad dreams, chills, could hardly keep any food/drink down … it was no fun!  Fortunately they both felt relatively better sunday, just in time for his birthday party with the fam.

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They like to play pretend games where she is the mommy or he is daddy but earlier in the week that playtime prompted the question of who really is his mommy.  He wasn’t sure.  He told me grandma is my mommy.  I guess that’s expected.  This one’s going to be tough.  Tough in a similar but different way from how it’s been with her.  Sigh….

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I never used to be a light sleeper.  I shouldn’t be awake right now.  It drove Cari nuts that E would be crying away and I would sleep right through it.  Today she and I fell asleep on the couch.  Around 1a she got up from the other couch and came over to me.  I was awake as soon as her feet hit the floor.  I wish I could be a deep sleeper again.  Maybe some day.

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I think I had a dream about Cari the other day.  I’m pretty convinced I did but sometimes those things, life in general, just blur together.

I think it was Friday night when the kids were at their sickest.  I’m sitting there in the doorway to our downstairs bathroom while E isn’t feeling well when I can’t help but wonder what this very moment would have been like if things were different.  I imagined that I would still be sitting there with her.  That Cari would be with him.  That while the kids being sick was far from fun that at least with the two of us it would be a little easier.  And now that I’m thinking more about this it’s likely that there would be at least another child in the mix … that’s crazy to think about … the what-if’s …

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