I spent Saturday in the ER, got my appendix taken out on Sunday, and I've been in leisure clothes ever since. I pulled the boys out of the challenge because I'm relying on Charlie and my mother-in-law and my mom to dress them, and making them remember that they can only wear 15 items, and to plan accordingly, is more of a burden than I care to put on a care taker. I suppose I'm technically still in the 15:30 challenge because loungewear doesn't count against your 15 items, but my belly is so swollen from surgery, I don't know when I'll be back to wearing regular clothes. Actually, now that I think about it, I've been wearing the same 3 items since Sunday, so I guess I'm conducting my own, tougher wardrobe challenge - except of course, I haven't left the house.
Currently Kai is crying in his crib while my mother-in-law and I try to nap and Jett is at school and my feet are freezing and I try not to sound too cranky on the blog, but there it is. Blegh.
Kai wants me and I can't pick him up and he doesn't know why and I'll be better soon but in the mean time it's plain depressing.
Thursday, September 9, 2010
Friday, September 3, 2010
15:30 Challenge, Day 3
Here is a picture of the boys at the park with their cousin, Ellie. It's hard to see the details of what they are wearing. Jett is wearing a t-shirt that he painted himself, and Kai is wearing a t-shirt from Threadless. The picture of me is totally blah, and I took it at the end of the day, so you get no picture of my tired* face, but a lovely view of our bathroom sink. Like I said, the hardest thing about this challenge is posting a picture of myself everyday.
Why am I so tired. you ask? Well, the long story is.....prior to the Hall Family Vacation Jett was sleeping on the floor of our room every night. We got in to that habit because it was just so easy to get him to bed if we let him sleep in our room. He fell asleep within minutes of laying down in our room every night, with all of the lights on, even if we were folding laundry, or working on the computer, or cleaning the closet. He just fell asleep, it was so easy.
But part of us really wanted him to sleep in his own bed.
At one point Charlie started talking to Jett about one day having bunk beds. Jett started telling Aunt Heather about the bunk beds he would have one day, and she mentioned that he had to sleep in his own bed first, if he wanted to get bunk beds. And that was all it took. After vacation he started sleeping in his own bed. (Just another example of the influence my sister Heather wields around).
The only problem is that every night between 3 and 4 a.m., he wakes up and comes in to our room and asks he to rub his back. So I follow him back to his room and rub his back for a minute and he falls back asleep. Kind of like a newborn. Sometimes it takes me half an hour or an hour to fall back asleep myself. Then he's back at my side between 6:00 and 7:00 in the morning, whining, "I want to plaaaaaayyyy with you. I want to plaaaaaayyyyy with you." Mornings are difficult because if I'm really tired I turn on the TV and then we have to battle over that later. And if I agree to play with him I'm more sleepy than attentive and kind of crabby, so he gets crabby. I'm not sure how to get him out of the back-rubbing habit, because I don't want to upset him in the middle of the night. He's always kind of out of sorts, plus he shares a room with Kai, and I don't want to wake Kai up.
And that's the story of why I'm so tired and therefore unwilling to put my face on the internet tonight.
I will write about more interesting things soon, promise.Good night!
Why am I so tired. you ask? Well, the long story is.....prior to the Hall Family Vacation Jett was sleeping on the floor of our room every night. We got in to that habit because it was just so easy to get him to bed if we let him sleep in our room. He fell asleep within minutes of laying down in our room every night, with all of the lights on, even if we were folding laundry, or working on the computer, or cleaning the closet. He just fell asleep, it was so easy.
But part of us really wanted him to sleep in his own bed.
At one point Charlie started talking to Jett about one day having bunk beds. Jett started telling Aunt Heather about the bunk beds he would have one day, and she mentioned that he had to sleep in his own bed first, if he wanted to get bunk beds. And that was all it took. After vacation he started sleeping in his own bed. (Just another example of the influence my sister Heather wields around).
The only problem is that every night between 3 and 4 a.m., he wakes up and comes in to our room and asks he to rub his back. So I follow him back to his room and rub his back for a minute and he falls back asleep. Kind of like a newborn. Sometimes it takes me half an hour or an hour to fall back asleep myself. Then he's back at my side between 6:00 and 7:00 in the morning, whining, "I want to plaaaaaayyyy with you. I want to plaaaaaayyyyy with you." Mornings are difficult because if I'm really tired I turn on the TV and then we have to battle over that later. And if I agree to play with him I'm more sleepy than attentive and kind of crabby, so he gets crabby. I'm not sure how to get him out of the back-rubbing habit, because I don't want to upset him in the middle of the night. He's always kind of out of sorts, plus he shares a room with Kai, and I don't want to wake Kai up.
And that's the story of why I'm so tired and therefore unwilling to put my face on the internet tonight.
I will write about more interesting things soon, promise.
Thursday, September 2, 2010
15:30 Challenge, Day 2
So far the hardest thing about this challenge is taking a picture of myself that is good enough that I'm willing to post it online. Jett took my picture today.
Our outfits today were very basic, because I thought we'd be playing in the rain. Thankfully after we went to the dry cleaners and Trader Joe's, and after the air-conditioner repairman was finished repairing the a/c, the rain stopped. We spent the late afternoon playing in the space between the puddles and the sun.
It was an especially good couple of hours of playing outside. The boys were both in great moods. We played across the street in the school yard for two hours with two balls, two hula hoops, and their bikes. Plus there was a dad with his baby and, separately, two high school girls hanging out at the school. We all must have thought we were living in the south, because we chatted and talked the whole time while the boys played around us. Every now and then even Chicago feels like a small town.
Our outfits today were very basic, because I thought we'd be playing in the rain. Thankfully after we went to the dry cleaners and Trader Joe's, and after the air-conditioner repairman was finished repairing the a/c, the rain stopped. We spent the late afternoon playing in the space between the puddles and the sun.
It was an especially good couple of hours of playing outside. The boys were both in great moods. We played across the street in the school yard for two hours with two balls, two hula hoops, and their bikes. Plus there was a dad with his baby and, separately, two high school girls hanging out at the school. We all must have thought we were living in the south, because we chatted and talked the whole time while the boys played around us. Every now and then even Chicago feels like a small town.
Wednesday, September 1, 2010
15:30 Challenge, Day 1
It's the end of the first day and Jett has Nutella all over his t-shirt. I don't think that kid is going to make it on 15 items of clothes for the month. I wore shorts all day, but changed into a dress for a work meeting in the evening. Three items of clothes worn on just the first day. However, the good news is that I picked a dress to wear to the wedding this weekend, which leaves me one more item of clothing for a total of 15 items. I chose a black ruffled tank with sequins.
Here are the outfits for the day. I think they may be the most out of focus, unflattering pictures I've ever posted on the blog. In fact, I'm not even posting the picture of me because it is so bad. (I wore a blue button down short sleeve shirt and khaki shorts most of the day, and my brown dress in the evening). Good thing the kids are so cute no matter what kind of picture I take. By the way, Jett's t-shirt made the cut because he painted it himself and he loves it. Plus if he had to go a month without wearing one of his painted t-shirts, we'd lose the challenge on the first day. Wait until you see his other painted t-shirt that made the cut.
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