Wednesday, June 15, 2011

I need clients!

I was reading my favorite blogger's birth story today, and found myself wishing for another baby. Craving the home birth that I wanted so bad with Cy.  At this point there is no way I could talk Karl into another baby, and the truth is the though of a third child in this house. Do the baby stuff again...it just makes me shudder. I am a birth junky though, and am very happy to live through others. I need clients! I just love to breath in the excitement of having a new baby, and then come home and play in the back yard with my big babies. The kind that walk and talk, and are cool with mommy leaving the house for a few hours.

It is day three of summer vacation. Hubby had a fantastic party Saturday, and since then things have been laid back. Karl has been working, and the kids have been playing together well. Gabe has been making a fort on his lower bunk and they play under there a least a couple hours a day. It's really nice to see them play, and not just Cy taking toys from him and screaming. It's great to be able to get a couple things down while they are playing too. I got the floor vacuumed yesterday without help! My kitchen is clean! I was starting to feel like that would never happen again. I've even been thinking about pulling out my knitting. I still have some papers to write though, but that takes my thinking and less noise than I currently have. I have been considering doing some walking this summer and see how far we can get. Gabe has been wanting to ride the city bus system. It's about a mile and half to the nearest stop. It might be kind of fun though. I have a nice light weight city stroller. Maybe we could take it over to see Karl, and then hang out on 28th street until he done working. We'll see how bored we get this summer.

Tonight we are heading to the library. Hopefully Cyan will stay quite long enough for us to get done what we want to do. She's been going nuts about horses the last few days, so maybe some horse books will do it. 

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