Raising Cubs in a Campground

My mom called to wish us a happy new year. We talked and laughed. It was refreshing. I've missed having her here every day like she was the week before Christmas. Since then it's been so quiet here. You know, as quiet as it can be with a bunch of new Christmas presents to entertain us....er I mean THEM. We are pretty much housebound with the weather and the need to catch up on work that I couldn't do when I was so sick. It's easy to get discouraged. I'm easily distracted and bored. I'm tired all the time because I'm not sleeping well at night. Anyone else deal with waking constantly at night while pregnant? I expect the 2-3 times a night to use the bathroom, but HOURLY waking is killing me! It's been going on for a month. Ugh. See? Easily distracted....I meant to write about the toys the kids are enjoying these days. I have three words for you. Remote. Control. Helicoptor. The boy is in love and I don't think daddy minds showing how it works. We

It's the one I wasn't sure how long it would be before I could share the good news. What good news you ask? I FEEL HUMAN AGAIN! Sure I don't move as fast as I used to and I have to eat and medicate around the clock, but a $30 pill twice a day, a bag of cherrioes at my side at all times, and a thermos of Sunny D isn't going to keep me from smiling! No sir! Christmas is coming and I have 80% of my shopping to do and 95% of the wrapping left to do. We're keeping things very simple this year and I'm oK with that. My perspective has changed. My priorities have changed. I can walk up and down the stairs. I can ride in the car. I can eat dinner with my family. I can get my kids ready for school. I can help with homework. Do we have Christmas cards printed, visited Santa, looked at lights, baked anything, read a Christmas book, done a single Christmas craft? Nope. But.... I will be there when my kids perform their Christmas programs on Sunday night with tears in my

forgive the bullet points? At least I'm writing more than numbers this time! * my sister. She was put on hospital bedrest this week and spent a scary morning trying to stop contractions (which they did thank goodness - she's only 26 weeks along!) * baby bear. Growing like he/she is suppose to do. We heard the heartbeat on Monday - a day before I turned 10 weeks. There is no belly picture to share because there is no belly. See next point.... * me. I'm still sick. Still weak and unable to get out of bed except for a few minutes here and there. It takes me a week to do what I can normally accomplish in 10 minutes. No, I'm not kidding. I'm still losing weight (12pounds to date) even though I don't expend hardly any energy and my day revolves around medicine and food. Speaking of food.... * food. I hate food. Hate that I have to figure out at every mealtime what my body won't reject. Hate that it gets mad when I eat and gets even more mad when I don't