Day 147- Mustn't allow my poor sick sister to remain bored...

Well hello there! And how are you today? I am ducky, thanks for asking. Ok, not entirely true. You see, my husband is gone and has been all week (off to Tunisia, in a four star hotel overlooking the Mediterranean, eating out every night, all on work's dime. But I'm not Jealous. *cough*). I am attempting to potty train the most amazingly stubborn girl on the face of the planet (which makes me oddly proud even as I feel like tearing my hair out. She is going to be some formidable woman...). All four children have now become sick, three with colds and the fourth with a very stubborn nose thingy for which she is taking meds, but still doesn't seem to be breathing right. And my parents are getting ready to leave me for three months, which is always a truly traumatic occurance for me, as I am rather attached to them (Apron string? What apron string? Oh, you mean the one I am clutching with all of my strength as my mother attempts to pry my white knuckled fingers off? ). Uurgh.

On the other hand, I am thankful for so many blessings, not the least of which is the fact that I spend my day in this warm cozy house taking care of my beautiful children rather than freezing on a rooftop (as my father's blog reminds me). I am also not a pioneer woman, struggling to survive in a harsh and lonely no man's land (as my sister's blog reminds me). Nor am I still struggling through the last, and most unpleasant, bit of pregnancy (which my own blog reminds me in earlier posts). Therefore, today is a lovely day and I am happy.

Ok, interesting happenings. Um, oh yes! Julia is now in a toddler bed rather than a crib! It is a cute pink princess bed, and it even came with a matching bench, which is probably her favorite part. We've already spent quite a bit of quality time reading on said bench (yes, it can hold my weight, so it's clearly quality stuff!). Anyway, we are traversing the difficult territory of her newfound freedom, namely, the ability to actually get out of bed after I put her down. Thanks to techniques learned through watching The Nanny (I love that woman. Oh my goodness, do I love that woman), we are successfully staying in bed at night. However, naps have been another story. She has not napped since we got the thing. Except today. I have finally discovered the answer. It struck me last night, when I closed the door after putting her to bed, instead of leaving it open for a while in order to be able to monitor her as she was going to sleep as has been my custom basically since she was born. This time I closed it, mostly to keep our noises from bothering her, and I discovered that she did not get out of bed. Not once. (I listened at the door) So, today at naptime, I closed the door. and she stayed in bed! She did not get up over and over and over again until I gave up (as has happened each day at nap time). She stayed put!!! Apparently upon realizing that the door was not open, so there was nowhere for her to go, she simply gave up and went to sleep!!!!! I cannot tell you what an amazing discovery this is. I am actually going to get my nap times back!!!! My joy overflows!

So my life is good, even when it's bad (uh, what?). And that's my post. Not bored anymore, are you?