Home After the Holidays

Oh man it has been a while since I have updated this thing. Our internet was out for about a month; the cable was corroding (that happens a lot out here on the water). Then we were out of town, then house-sitting, but we are back now and things are finally starting to settle down again. I'm starting to really appreciate everyday monotony. The girls nap, I only have to clean our small boat, nowhere to go and no one to see unless we feel in the mood to go to playgroup. I am sure I sound incredibly lazy, but I'm about three months pregnant and SO tired. I was going to try and hold out on telling everyone but no I spilled the beans a month ago. I would rather have everyone know why I am a little crankier than normal and why I am continually yawning and eating snacks. Its nice to have an excuse. The girls keep growing, especially Hosanna. At this rate her and Rivka will be the same size soon. Hosanna is finally taking a bottle so as of a few days ago she is officially weaned, yeah!!! Rivvy is talking like crazy and driving me nuts. She has gotten so bossy! I am trying to let her play with other children more so hopefully she will learn how to get along with others better. She's a screamer. And a biter. Since I am the nursery leader at church I get to witness this first hand all the time, not to mention the baby torture she inflicts on her sister at home. Both of the girls are in a phase now where they crave attention. I mean all kids love attention but they both seem to demand more than usual. I sit down and play with them at least half of my day. So not counting the times I am feeding them or changing their diapers, thats probably about 4-5 hours. And it is usually one on one because they don't like to share their mommy with each other. Each day goes by and it always feels like I've gotten nothing done. But man I can't complain; I feel so blessed to be able to stay home with my girlies. Since all these hormones tend to make me extremely emotional (thats another thing I can blame on pregnancy) I usually end up crying at least once a day because of something super cute or sweet one of them did. Sounds crazy, but anyone who has been prego before will know what I'm talking about. I can't believe number three is on his way...