Eureka!

Nick had a huge breakthrough on the waterlogged basement issue. Last night in the rainstorm he went outside to get a break from our never ending stream of visitors. In his hiatus from the house he had a discovery, a eureka moment.

The lot behind us is a school that has a huge hill perfect for sledding in winter or rolling down in summer. Nick noticed that that all the watershed from the school drains down this hill and then into a ditch that runs along the bottom of it. This ditch then empties directly into our yard. Wowza. So he called the school district and they are going to come out and fit it.

Me = Crazy

It might just be the hormones or it could be pure exaustion but I have not been feeling totally myself lately. I've not been particurally kind to Nicholas and everything about everything grates on my nerves these days.

The little man

He is here! After weeks and weeks of waiting, Logan Elliot Miescher-Lerner has arrived. Yesterday was a day of wonder and pain, though with just four hours of labor I should not complain. However, to have this little man in my arms I would go back and have 24 hours a labor. I am overwhelmed with complete glee.

Maybe baby?

All day I've felt a bit ill, like I need to vomit but can't. My gut has been making crazy sounds and my whole body feels off.

venturing downstairs

Lately I've been considering venturing downstairs into the basement. Not that I want to- I'm a bit scared of what it will be like. Today I finally did it an it's dry!!! Whoooo-ho.

To write or not to write

I decided a year or two ago that I was going to go back to school and become a teacher. It seemed quite simple a decision at the time but I never really acted on it until this semester was starting. I went ahead and enrolled in a class I would need to get my certificate and figured that taking one class while pregnant would not be too exausting. I was wrong. However, I will have an A in this class if it kills me.

Dinner Time at the Nightengale

The typical routine is that at 5:00 I get home and feed the dogs. Monkey ignores his food and begs for his 'rub down' and Goose devours his food so fast I almost can't remember if I even fed him. I cook something for Nick and I then it's a free for all for the rest of the evening. Dog walks, homework, work related work, errands to run and whatnot are all options depending on what we need and want to do. Lately I've wanted to do nothing, so when I started to come home feeling so exhausted that I was not even feeding the dogs I wanted Nick to pick up the slack. He could cook for us and I'd feed the dogs. He could do the dishes and I would put them away- that sort of thing. Is this too much to ask?