the post-pone (the squeamish better skip to about halfway down)

hehe. I love a bad joke. "post" pone.... nevermind

Anyway, my life has officially overwhelmed me, so I will be back to posting.... later. How's that for vagueness. I haven't gotten more than 4 or 5 hours of sleep for several weeks now, and few of you may know but nursing did not work out, again... I'm finally ready to openly say it without crying. So pumping while your toddler tries to love your newborn to death (he doesn't understand that when we find a baby cute, we give them a soft squeeze, we don't grin widely and pound on them. Or ride on them. Anyway) is challenging and heartbreaking... she screams when I put her down, and all I can think is I'm doing this because I love you and because I know it's important for you to have this... you should be smiling at me!
And then, MRSA entered our house. We thought we got rid of it; it was just on Adam. But now it's back on him with a vengeance and little Nicole has it as well. Steve gave them each a blessing today, and we have spent more money on drugs and copays this past week than we do on gas in a month. Whatever it takes, though.
And, since MAJOR sanitizing (aka time) comes along with this diagnosis, I will be blogging rather infrequently until this is through.
One story, though, to tide you 'til next time: I put Nicole down to play the other day, and Adam ran and got his laptop (which she loves) and shared it with her. I told him how sweet that was, and gave him a sticker to reward him. So then, he gave her his sticker. He is the sweetest little boy. And nothing makes her face light up like seeing him. They are too cute. And stressed out though I may be, I am seriously in love with this family of mine. (Especially Steve, though I don't usually post stories about him!)

Love to all,

Margaret, etc.