Wednesday, August 31, 2011

what goes bump in the night


so, as if my days weren't interesting enough, i never know what each night is going to bring. There used to be nights (a LONG time ago...think many many years) where I could for the most part at least predict what th night would bring. Not so much now.



As of late, we've added earthquake, hurricaine, ghost (or hallucination) to things that wake me up in the middle of the night. In case Child 1, 2, baby 3 or large barking dog weren't enough. BUT the most interesting, surprising, and unpredictable yet is colin's sleep walking. He started this a couple months ago...right around the time matt left. It took a couple times of this going on until i realized that he was definately 100% asleep. Some nights he comes flying like a bat out of hell screaming at the top of his lungs sobbing "MOOOOMMMMM! MOOMMMYYYYY!!!" and it scares the crap out of me when i'm dead asleep, and when i try to talk to him, he's completely out...it's so bizarre. it usually just ends in my walking him back to his bed and re-tucking him in. To him, it's as if it never happened. He doesn't recall these episodes at all in the morning. Sometimes this happens more than once per night. Sometimes I find him in the bathroom wandering around crying, (asleep), other times he tiptoes into my room as quiet as can be and i don't realize he's there till he touches me (insert FREAKY). almost every night he enters my bedroom at some point as when i get up in the early morning hours for baby 3 i found that my door has been opened. Now, for awhile i wasn't sure if he was awake and doing this and then would decide not to wake me up and go back to bed OR sleep walking. But after last night's episode i'm now sure it's sleep walking. I just so happened to be still awake in my bed watching t.v. when he, as QUIET as could be, opened his door, walked down the hall, opened my door gently, and with a pouty face on came walking straight for my bed, climbed up the bench at the foot of the bed and got right into bed with me curled up and was OUT. I tried talking to him, but no answer, just looked SAD. It begs the question...how long is he actually in my bedroom for when he does this when i'm asleep? and WHAT is he doing?! I need a video camera or something! Luckily (or not...we'll see) I have a gate at the top of my steps and i arm my alarm system downstairs so that if he should wander down there the alarm will go off and at least i'll know he's down there. BUt i can't wait for that day when i thin there's someone robbing my house but n fact will be colin. And we all know it's only a matter of time. I'll be able to add "house alarm" to things waking me up in the middle of the night. Some might say it will be easier for me when matt returns...but he adds is own array of night waking to the table to include sleep talking/sitting up/acting out things. He once walked around the bed carrying a pillow and told me "here's the baby jena...he needs fed"...i could have smacked him since i' already getting up enough with the REAL thing...now i need to feed pillows too.







Anyway...the saga continues...the question is....what does tonight bring??








Tuesday, August 2, 2011

a DECADE! AH!

fun lil' shot from halloween party via 2009

Pregnant with Parker



days before i had Andie





my wedding day :)







aaa yes...20 years old...spring break...tennis team miami...


Today is my 30th birthday and so i decided to blog about, well ME! :)


I was running on the treadmill and thinking about what a difference 10 years makes. 10 years ago i was about to be a junior in college at pitt. I remember that year being a particularly good year...i trained hard and worked my way up to the number 3 spot on the pitt tennis team...and had a great year in college. But that all pails in comparison to what happend the next 10 years.



In that 10 years I graduated college, got a masters degree, moved 8 times to include 5 different states...got married, changed jobs 3 times, bought 2 houses, started my own business (albeit a very small business...but i think of jerry maguire...may be just a few girls, but i give a lot of heart to those that are there), went through 2 deployments of husband being gone, (charging through the 3rd now) made a ton of friends all over the country, lost a couple of very special family members, have grown about 25 gray hairs and somewhere in there still managed the time to have 3 beautiful children, each born in a different state!



There are definately things that stick out in my mind...and some of the hard times like matt's deployment in 2005, i can clearly remember every detail about the day he left (LONG day), and all the people around us (some of which tragically never made it back), and the buidling that held all of us as we said our goodbyes right before they boarded the busses. I remember walking away with whom would soon become some of my great friends. The day of one of matt's friend's funeral that died in iraq...i also have very vivid memories of everything about that day. And then the passing of my Grandmothers.



But the great times far exceed the sad. I've gotten the chance to live in beautiful colorado springs and hike up some of the most gorgeous mountains, work with some of the best people a girl could ask for (who also so happend to become some of my best friends), live in the high desert and get to experience tombstone, and meet some incredible people. Some of the best days were my graduations, matt's homecomings, the day i got proposed too, our wedding day, the honeymoon, buying our first house...but nothing comes close to the birth of our 3 kids, those 3 days will forever be the best days in my life. It's totally cliche...but i feel like those 3 days were definately gifts from God...and so are my kids.



While i feel that right now, my children are probaby the biggest part of my life and consumes a lot of who I am and what i do, i dont' feel that they alone define me. I still have an inner athlete that just wants to get out and compete, a musician that wants to just sit down for a couple hours and play the piano, a student that would love to learn more and learn new fields of study, a trainer/physiologist, a friend, and a traveler who just so happens to not get to travel much, and deep DEEP down inside a girl that likes to party (4 years of pregnancy and nursing kind of suppresses that. :) ) But i wouldn't trade this life in...i have 3 of the funniest, loving kids i know...and they keep me going.


It will be interesting what the next 10 years bring...hard to believe at 40 I will have a 10, 12, and 14 year old child. AH!