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My head is cluttered this morning. The boys were up too early this morning--that's the problem with sharing a room--one of them wakes up and they are both up. There's not much hope of getting either of them back to bed once they are both awake. So, today will be a nap day. I have a ton of work to get done, but am having trouble finding the energy at the end of the day to work as hard as I need to. Plus, I have training on a new data entry system this week. I know in the long run I'll be so glad that we've updated the way we do things, but the learning time will really slow me down.
Much of my time this week has been spent cleaning--but stupid cleaning like washing down walls, cleaning out cabinets, bleaching anything that will stand still. I've never really had that nesting instinct kick in the other times I've been pregnant. I thought it seemed a little early for me to have this cleaning and organizing compulsion, but then I read here that this is exactly when it usually starts. Yesterday I was a little out of control with laundry. Should Evan decide to come 15 weeks early, he'll have plenty to wear. His onsies have been washed and all the stains have been removed from Riley and Trey's sleepers. Because there are two full flights of stairs between the washing machine and the nursery, my body was not happy with me by 9:30 last night. My legs are getting worse each day, now the right leg is worse than the left leg. Time to settle down and start pacing myself. I think 15 weeks is plenty of time to get things done.
Conversation yesterday during lunch with Riley:
Me: Do you play with any of the girls in your class, or just the boys?
Riley: Just the boys. But some of the girls try to chase me.
Me: Why? Do they try to kiss you?
Riley: Yeah, but I can get away fast.

I know there are friends and family who read this journal. Just so you know, at this point in time this journal is more for me than for anyone else. You are welcome to continue reading, but I think for the rest of this pregnancy it will just be a place for me to clear my head and record memories of the time before Evan is born.