Well, today Jacob is home on his first official sick day. What started as a mild cough yesterday had grown to a full-blown cold, with coughing, sneezing, sniffling, very red eyes, etc.by this morning. In the interest of hurrying him along on the path to good health again, I decided to keep him home and basically tie him down to the bed. Tomorrow is his baptism, you see, and I'd really like for him to be healthy enough to enjoy it!
This leads, of course, to my observation that it is really so nice to have him home, even if he is emitting a constant stream of appalling noises and fluids. All three of my children are home with me again. Aaaahh. This is how it was meant to be. Joshua's extensive unit on the pioneers has convinced me that I was really meant to live out on the prairie with my family and no one else for miles around. Just me and them, living our lives, enjoying each other, farming and cooking and cleaning and basically doing the things I'm doing now minus the constant pressures of the world to compete with the Joneses, be they materialistic Joneses or perfect-spiritual-super-mommy ones. To be able to shout at the top of my voice, which is a fairly formidable decibel level, and not bother anyone. It would be particularly nice if my sisters and parents were there, too, perhaps a mile or two away, close enough to visit often but not too often, if you know what I mean. Jeremy's family could live back east. A letter once every other year or so would probably suffice for them.
Speaking of Jeremy's family, we have just learned that his brother and sister-in-law are pregnant with their third child. This is nice news. What is particularly interesting, though, is how we found out about it. We weren't the first tier of people told, nor were we the second. In fact, we found out more or less by accident after most everyone else knew. The sister-in-law created a cute poem announcement and sent it out via e-mail to basically everyone but us. Interesting. We only found out when Jeremy's mother accidentally included his e-mail address when sending a letter about something else entirely out to all of her sisters, in which she fondly mentioned the joy of having a new baby to love, but clearly not in reference to our pregnancy. When questioned by Jeremy as to the meaning of said statement, she outright denied having sent him the email (he later forwarded it back to her to prove that she had in fact done so. I mean, how the heck would he have known about it if she hadn't sent it to him? I'm sorry, but she's not the brightest bulb in the box sometimes.). Now realizing that we knew something was up, she begrudgingly forwarded the sister-in-law's poem to us. Wow, I am incredibly touched. Here he is Jeremy's own brother, and the schmuck doesn't even bother to call him with the news before his darling wife tells everyone else in the family. Don't even get me started on her. The woman has not said more than two words to me since I married Jeremy. Far be it for her to actually include me in a mass e-mailed announcement or anything. Much, much better that we find out this way. You really couldn't get more insulting.
What really kills me is the knowledge that Jeremy's mother would severely tear into him should he not tell his brother first thing about such news. But Eric? Nooooo, he'll get off without a scratch. You have never witnessed favoritism like these people exhibit. And for what??? Jeremy is a successful engineer supporting a family of six, while his brother got them to take out personal loans so that he could finish college and go on to work at...Walmart! Not as a manager or anything, either! Now he's basically living off of the teaching salary of his wife, who would vastly prefer to just stay home and raise her children, and running off every weekend to go hunting, leaving her alone with the two, soon to be three, little ones. And Jeremy's parents treat him like some kind of king! It's a sad sad state of affairs. These people make me so mad!
Anyway, I remember promising to include something positive in each post, so today's positive thing is...It's Friday! Yay!!! I love weekends! My husband will be home for two whole days and my world will be full and complete. And, as I mentioned, this weekend my boys are getting baptized!!! I am so proud and thrilled for them. I'm sure I will tell you all about it in next week's posts, so stay tuned for details!
Alright, I need to go check on my little sick babooski. TTFN!
35 comments:
Again you crack me up. :) The way you word things kills me, Jess. I gotta say, I am not a fan of Jer's mean-spirited family. Glad he's now got a foot in ours too.
I would also love to live out on the prairie. How much fun would it be to hang with the family alone most days. They also truly enjoyed company when it came. It was never a burden it seems. Anyway, I am sorry about the trouble with your family. I know that is very hard. It hurts that they are still having trouble accepting you and the kids. I know they will regret it someday. I will pray for you (if you don't mind!) :)
Oh don't be a silly A__. Why would I possibly mind you praying for me??? I am still a follower of Christ, you know, even if I'm not all mushy like you all the time! :) Anyway, yeah, they all suck. But on the bright side, they make our family look like saints! And that's saying something!
Y'mean we don't naturally look like saints??!!
Saint Bernards, maybe
Mommy, Stephie yelled at me! On Becky's blog! In capital letters! Send her to her room!
Sigh. Perhaps Jer's family ain't so bad. Actually, you know what, PLEASE send me to my room. Then I could get out of the suit and cuddle up under the covers and sleep off what may prove to be a 9-month hangover. I bought a book yesterday entitled "Pregnancy Sucks".
Oh, but just you wait until you feel those first little kicks. There is NOTHING like that in the world!
Dad keeps writing under my name!!! I am getting pretty mad!!!! mom
*Gasp!* Does that man never learn?!? That is such a blogger no-no! You have my permission to slap him. Not that you need my permission, of course.
Wow! Two conversations going on on two different blogs at the same time! I am both amazed and a little bit frightened!
I like Fridays. We're all bored at the same time.
Jess ,you deserved to be yelled at! You need to go make a cup of tea, have a chocolate cookie and put your feet up!!Life will look much better...mom
Oh, you people are just too sensitive. I was just kidding for goodness sake! Actually, I'm in a pretty good mood today. I love being able to talk to my family all at once even though we're, like, a million miles apart. Isn't that, like, the coolest thing ever?!? (Being the youngest, I can say "like" a lot and get away with it.)
I'm getting dizzy!! And I knew you were in a good mood because it couldn't be printed if you weren't...mom
-sniff- Feeling very beat up by the very people she most loves, our heroine goes to get her daughter up in hopes of receiving at least a little affection from a family member...
You had better comment on dad's blog or else I will not be able to live with him...actually thats pretty true everyday!!...mom
Well, my little valley girl, I too enjoy the bantering that we have been able to do. I however now need to go do some work (or take a nap!) I love you all and hope you all have a sunshiney, sparkling, day!:)
BTW, Steph needs a blog. Then we could REALLY have some fun!:)
All we would hear from Steph is how very very hard it is to be pregnant....oh poor baby.....
HEY, IT *IS* HARD TO BE PREGNANT. You've only forgotten b/c it's been like 600 years since you last experienced it, woman!
I sure am glad I don't have hormones raging! This could make things VERY interesting!
Well this is the EASY part!! Just wait...It will be soooooo much fun to see....mom
Wow, way to be encouraging, woman!
Gack
Someone hit dad on the back.
A gack in the hand is worth two in the bush
Jack Gack could eat no fat and his wife could eat no lean
Gack me baby, Gack me baby, all night long..
-sigh-
Wow...how many gacks CAN you come up with dad? This might be blog worthy...(for you I mean, not me. That would be degrading to put on MY blog! )
Ooh, don't look now, but I think there was a slam hidden in there.
I think you all should go visit Jeremys blog ...it must be very lonely
By the way, corn is a starch, not a vegetable.
I give up.
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