Right now, I am as happy as a kid in a candy store, except this is my virtual world so it would be more like an online candy store!
Right before we moved into our new home, Alex and I had a long talk. For the past 5 years, Alex has worked 3rd shift, Sunday-Thursday nights from 10pm-6am. In those 5 years, we added to more children to the mix which has left me with A LOT of sleepless nights. I have been the sole caretaker of all 4 kids for the last 5 years from 9:30pm to about 3/4pm the following day.
It has been exhausting to say the least.
For 5 years, I have either slept alone or shared the bed with whichever child couldn’t sleep that night or with a baby who just felt the need to nurse around the clock.
Again, I repeat, it has been exhausting.
So, right before the move, we discussed Alex moving to 2nd shift which would mean he works 2pm-10pm. We thought this would work better for all of us because we would both be able to get some sleep and we would get to sleep next to each other, he would have more time to spend with the little ones in prior to going in to work and he would still be able to see the older kids, because lets face it, teenagers rarely go to sleep before 10! We also thought it would be better for our relationship as well because we would be able to spend more time together.
Yes, 2nd shift would mean he wouldn’t be able to attend after school activities and programs and I would be the lone parent attending but he could take PTO or vacation when it came to the really important events the kids would have throughout the year.
Needless to say, after all of the talking and contemplating, he contacted his employer to let them know that he was interested in moving to 2nd shift.
And we’ve been waiting, not so patiently, for an opening to be posted.
Then tonight, when he got to work, he sent me a text….
“They posted second and third shift batchmaker positions!”
Needless to say….I was elated!
He put in his application and gave it to his supervisor.
Now we just have to wait for it to get approved and find out when he will make the move.
I.CANNOT.WAIT.
5 years of 3rd shift is just too much when you have little kids.
I am looking forward to being the wife of a 2nd shift batchmaker!
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Sick.
The kids went back to school last Tuesday.
On Friday, Libby was sent home with a fever and sore throat.
A few hours later and a trip to the doctor we had a strept throat diagnosis.
After a weekend of keeping her away from the rest of the family, antibiotics, and lots of fluids she returned to school yesterday.
Yesterday, Ellie woke up with a horrible head cold and I sent the day wiping her little nose, cleaning up snot puddles, and disinfecting the house.
By about 4 p.m., I was infected too.
Now here we are on Tuesday and myself, Ellie, Alex, and Alexander are all fighting this awful head cold, exhaustion, watery eyes (me), and a fever (Alexander).
I’m only writing this post because I’m trying to stay awake and care for the little ones while the Alex sleeps.
Thankfully I can blog from my phone.
Fingers crossed we all start to feel better soon!!!
Men and The Courtesy Flush
Yes folks, I am going there.
Men and the courtesy flush.
If you are not aware of what the courtesy flush is than I assume you are a man.
Women, we know what a courtesy flush is.
And we utilize it.
For those who are not educated in this task, a courtesy flush is that extra flush you give after doing your business in order to remove any leftovers from the bowl or it can be utilized mid-task as defined by Urban Dictionary below
A flush in the middle of the toilet-sitting process in order to reduce the aroma…usually performed on a “foreign throne” as a courtesy to the owner of said throne… in other words, to be polite and not stink up the host’s crapper too much.
Many of you may ask what has led me to discussing this topic.
I will be honest with you,
it was a recent trip to my parents house in which my mother questioned my father’s abilities to utilize the courtesy flush.
In her own words, she “didn’t need to see that!”
I know I am not a fan of floaters or other remnants being left behind even when they are my own so really, why would I want to see someone elses?
It’s like walking into a public restroom and being ready to vomit because of the smell. Or throwing open the door to a stall only to find leftovers from the previous patron.
For women, we are known for perfecting the courtesy flush as a tool to lessen the embarrassment and to protect the theories that for women, 1. Our shit don’t stink and 2. We don’t poop….ever.
So, why is it so hard for a man to do his business and give us the same courtesy we give him.
In my home, the men have yet to use a courtesy flush but are currently in the process of being schooled on how to use the air freshener when they are done.
Once this task is mastered, I plan on giving a lesson on the courtesy flush.
(Because really, you can only teach a man one thing at a time.)