Take a Pepto Bismol and Blog

I looked at Alex right now after considering putting away dry dishes while he put on some coffee, and I said, "I'll be right back, I've gotta blog", (in a tired, sluggish voice), then he said "Take a Pepto Bismol and blog". What a weirdo he is. If you wanna know how strange Alex really is, call our land line at home and listen to the greeting he put on the answering machine. Today we sat listening to the reactions of people while they left messages and started busting up. Perhaps no one understands our humor. Probably not, and that's a good thing. I think. 

It's been a rather wonderful week. In fact, since the birth of my little Effie, I think it's been the best in years. Giving birth to Effie was probably the hardest day of my life. No. It was the hardest day - because it was the first time I went over 24 hours without sleep, and I NEED sleep. It sucked. And last night while Alex and I took a beautiful cruise down Colorado in Eagle Rock we passed the Oinkster. While we passed it, I thought about the first time I tried their pastrami - in the hospital, and I was alone cuz Alex had to go home, nap, and shower cuz he was as delirious as I was from not sleeping, and even crankier, and Monica brought me an Oinkster pastrami sandwich. It was really good. And when I was alone after she left, it was just me, my new Effie, and a pastrami, and I felt so good after feeling SO bad. It was the first time I had been away from Celia for the night, and I had a few hours to get to know my new little girl who changed our life forever, cuz if you don't know already - having 2 kids is a bit trickier than one. 

And for the past almost 2 years now that she's been around, it's been crazy. My kids are amazing and demanding, and being a mom is freaggin hard. But FINALLY we gave into something we feared, avoided, desperately wanted, yet couldn't find the discipline to establish. A SCHEDULE!

The schedule is what has given me the most wonderful week with my 2 girls and Alex and it happened by accident. It's been 7 days now that we put the girls to bed each night at 8:30 after they eat, brush, get the pj's, a blanket, Eeyore for Celia, a doggie for Effie, and we tuck them in the stroller and take a walk, then they fall asleep after Celia makes a wish on a star. Before this - bedtime was a long, drawn out process, random, and exhausting. Now, it's so fun. We got our walks back, and I finally have a few minutes to actually have a conversation with Alex, and WATCH (a piece of) a movie each night, wash all my dishes (sometimes mi viejo does them now), straighten up, play piano, read, or whateva, and I'm so happy. 

So, right now, Alex is starting a VHS so I better go. 

I'll write again soon. So long pals. 

P.S. I liked the movie Wall-E.