It's so hard to write blogs when there's nothing going on. I feel like my blogs are always the same. I've got a friend who blogs all the time. She and her family are always on the go, always doing things and it kinda makes me jealous. We don't really ever do things. Sabe's schedule really hinders us and I don't know anybody here. There's nothing fun to do either.
We do have a really great ward though so I can't complain. Jamesen has taken to nursery so easily. He complains a tiny bit towards the end when he's so done with being without mom, but he lasts a good hour to hour and a half before he complains. That's amazing compared to the screaming the minute I leave he did in the two prior wards.
Marcus is starting to warm up to primary as well, though he tries to go in with Jamesen every time we pass the door to the nursery. It's a little sad, but he's doing ok.
We've been getting a little bit of cooler weather. We even had to put jackets on the boys for a day or two there! That was so nice! It's been pretty cool the last few days except for the humidity. The humidity really does add on like 10 degrees.
Let me tell you, I miss sleep. Marcus has started waking up before 7 even hits and then he wakes Jamesen up and they both come in bed with me and it's impossible to get a few extra winks in with two little boys in my bed. I miss those days that Marcus would play quietly in his room until I came and got him. I sure do love them though. They're such sweethearts.
We called Sabe yesterday to leave him a voicemail. He's been gone for the last week so I wanted him to have a voicemail of the boys talking to him to listen to. Marcus was distracted so he really didn't say anything, but I told Jamesen to say hi daddy and he so cutely said "Hiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii!" and then later he said daddy pretty perfectly. I've not been able to talk to Sabe the entire time he's been gone so I don't know how he liked it, but I'm sure he did.
For anyone wondering about my pregnancy, I hit 11 weeks this week. I can't believe how fast it's going. I'm glad it's going fast though because this pregnancy has really been taking it's toll on me. I've never been so exhausted or so drained in my entire life. My meds to calm my stomach down have some negative side effects that I'm trying to deal with, but they're not fun. I want to ditch the meds, but I won't feel better if I do. I feel better with them, but not by much. It's a different not feeling good.
I bought the boys their costumes today. I'm really excited about them. I had planned on Marcus being Frankenstein and Jamesen being Dracula, but when I went to buy the costumes, the sizes were switched. I'm hoping that the Frankenstein, that says it's 2T-4T will fit Marcus and the Dracula that says 3T-4T will fit Jamesen because I really doubt Jamesen will wear Frankenstein's head. He doesn't like hats. We'll have to see when they come.
Sabe's not going to be here for Halloween so I'm really hoping my stake has a trunk or treat. If not, we'll be going on base and going through housing like we did last year. We'll just get an early start so that I can get the boys back home before dark. I don't want to be walking around alone with two little boys in the dark!
Speaking of the dark, I've got a funny story. I'm scared of the dark. No joke. I'm scared of what could be hiding in the dark. Usually I'm ok. It's gotten better as I get older, but I'm still scared of something happening at night one of the nights Sabe is gone. Anyways, last night I was chatting on the computer to my best friend and I started to hear noises. I heard a weird scratching sound which I still can't really explain, but then I heard knocking. It sounded like it was on the side of my house which meant someone was in my back yard which meant they had to have climbed over one of my fences to do it. I was seriously freaked. It was a one-two-three.... one-two-three.... one-two-three. At one point it was almost continuous for about 30 seconds. I was so totally freaked out I was almost in tears. There was no way I could have gotten a hold of Sabin at this point as he's not allowed to have his phone with him and I didn't want to move for fear whoever was knocking would see me and do more than just knock.
After about 20 minutes after the last knock I finally got up the courage to go check on the boys and while I was up I heard the knock again. Hearing it from a different part of the house made it click though. It was canon fire! I live right by a tank range and they're always firing. It always sounds weird and creeps me out too. You'd think I'd be use to it by now, but no.
A few weeks ago I thought there was someone walking around on my roof but it turned out to just be canon fire. I tell yah, that range is going to scare me to death one of these nights!
