Saturday Was A Special Day...

...it's the day I got ready for Sunday. Okay, seriously I have been way too lazy lately. I think it has to do with how overwhelmed I had become from all of our unexpected expenses and everything breaking and falling apart. I was so close to just giving up on everything. It really has been a depressing moment and I'm working as hard as I can to get back in my grove. Plus it's been difficult trying to get used to my new calling...and Marcos'. So housework has been kept to a minimal lately. I was finally sick of it. I started out not wanting to get going Saturday morning when my early birds woke up, but I soon realized I needed to take advantage of the day. Dylan's game wasn't until 12:30 so I had plenty of time to get going. I started in the kitchen, cleaned up, then decluttered and deep cleaned it a bit better. After Dylan's game I worked on the bathrooms and got 2 of the 3 done while Preston was sleeping.

Which leads me to part 2 of this post. I've been putting off dealing with Preston and his lack of desire to sleep in his crib. I just wanted him to be in a crib as long as he would stay there. But he's been getting out during naps and sleeping on the floor or in Dylan's bed (a toddler fire truck bed) and causing all sorts of problems at night. He gets out of his bed so many times that Dylan can't sleep (and Dylan is the one who gets up early no matter what time he went to bed...and he's my kindergarten child who has to get up for school every morning). We were hoping to wait until Christmas or maybe the kids' birthdays and save the money they got from grandparents to put towards bunk beds. But this week we realized it was time. We went in to check on the kids before we went to bed and found Preston asleep next to Dylan in the toddler bed. We thought it was cute and left them there to sleep, but two hours later Dylan was in my room telling me Preston was taking up all the room and he couldn't sleep. I had to make a "camp out" for Dylan with his sleeping bag on the ground for a few nights since he obviously can't sleep in the crib. So we decided to have a transitional bedroom since we don't have bunk beds yet (and we have absolutely no discretionary funding right now... for obvious reasons). Luckily my mom had Tony's old bed downstairs for when visitors come, but Connor (my nephew) usually sleeps upstairs so we were able to use that one. Wa-hoo!

Finding Preston in Dylan's bed. Cute, but not good for either child's sleep needs.

(Sorry it's blurry. It would not focus in the dark room).

After Preston's nap, I decided to try to take the crib down by myself and put up the twin bed. Marcos had gotten roped into doing the music at his boss's daughter's wedding so I was alone for the afternoon and evening. I thought he'd be back after a couple hours, but it was a good 7 hour project (let's just say that was not the highlight of my day). So like the trooper that I am, I put it all together myself with Dylan occasionally balancing something for me. You should have seen my trying to move 4 big pieces of furniture around and around. I had to stack the toddler bed on top of the big bed to have any room to move stuff. Nothing worked! I was SO TIRED! I think I worked on that room for 4 hours by myself. I thought we were going to have to give up and wait for bunk beds, but I decided to try the same layout we had had before but with the toddler bed where the crib had been and the big bed where the toddler bed had been. It fits...barely, but it fits. It might just be the most crowded bedroom ever, but it will work. My kids don't play with toys in there so it's fine. It's just for beds and clothes. Anyway, this is what the room looks like for now. At some point we'll put bunk beds in there, but now I'm in no hurry. Dylan has commented both mornings on how well he slept and how comfortable he was and Preston hasn't been wandering around all night so it might be exactly what we needed.

Dylan's side of the room

Both beds with the dresser between them

Preston's fire truck bed and the changing table with extra drawers

Now I just have to bring myself to finish the rest of the house. I basically caught up on everything but the office papers (which I had not even dealt with in FOREVER). I seriously hate that task. It's my least favorite thing ever. I make myself catch up and then fall behind again. So I think my goal is going to be to catch up and then have one day a week that I ONLY do paperwork mess and bill paying so that doesn't fall so far behind anymore. Chances are it will though. I told Marcos that was the one thing he had to help me with from now on because I just can't do it by myself. Here's my lame excuse. I told him if I'm the CEO of the house, I shouldn't have to be the secretary too. :) So until Dylan is old enough to train in paper sorting and filing, it will need to be a joint project. He said okay (although he's worse than I am at organizing that kind of crap). It's very possible I'm a paper hoarder. I'm not a hoarder in general - I love dejunking my house - but paper stuff stresses me out. I worry that I'll throw out something important that I needed to keep. Weird, but it's just an overwhelming thing for me. So here's my disaster that I've been tossing paper into for the last two insane months of my life and I hope to post an updated picture so you know I'm not a complete slob...just one who got behind on all the crap that comes in my house every day.

And as a completely random part of this LONG post, here's a picture of my poor little Preston and his great big "bonker noggin". That's what we call it at least! :) We were at a friend's house and he and the other 2 year old boy kept going up and down the stairs until they collided. I'm not sure what part of the other kid hit Preston's head because he didn't get hurt, but Preston's been rubbing his head ever since. It was a pretty good one! Both my kids were screaming when it happened. It took me a minute to realize Dylan was crying because he was so sad that Preston was hurt. At least I know my kids really love each other! :)