Win/Lose and Draw: Why I am SO over January and February

Here it is an airing of grievances about the months of January and February.  My hope is that after this bitchfest summarization of a post, that I can "get over myself" and get back to my regular scheduled blogging.

1.) I returned to work.  I love my co-workers, my students are nice and after 9 years of teaching, I don't have a lot of stress about school, prep or anything like that. #WIN. WIN. WIN.

2.)  It took me a month to complete any and all assorted paperwork that accumulated during the time I was out on maternity leave. #DRAW.

3.)  My neighbor died.  Neighbor Al was 58 years old.  He lived with his deaf, senile, elderly mother.  They used to argue loudly.  Now there is a bizarre silence at the house.  When we saw the body bag removed from their house, I was hoping that his mother died, because well, she was old. Not so much it was Al.  #LOSE. LOSE.

4.)  Then about a week later, my friend/co-worker died.  Ed was 48 years old.  He was literally love with work boots on.  We were scheduled to go on a yearly gambling trip together in two weeks with other co-workers.  I was really looking forward to it.  Our school community and actual community are still in shock.  Totally unexpected and craptastic.  # LOSE LOSE LOSE.

5.)  Our house caught the plague.  We tried to avoid it...but...it is basically unavoidable.  Daycare is like a petri dish.  So that was two weeks of mini-human grossness.  Whatever. #Draw

6.) We are not sleeping.  Still.  It got to the point that it was so bad, I didn't even want to talk about it, but then I felt like I had to talk about it (so to explain, my momnesia and my glazed over look.)  Finally, after process of elimination ( amber necklace, gas drops, elevated crib, sacrificing a live chicken) we determined that mini #2 had essentially a 3 week DOUBLE ear infection. #LOSE.

7.)  It takes mini #1 like hours to settle down for bed? By the time he sleeps, mini #2 is awake again.  Did I mention we are not sleeping? # LOSE.

8.)  About a week ago, the hubs and I went to Sugar Loaf mountain to hang out with friends and ski and board.  It was awesome and we both slept 8 hours in a row, two nights in a row. We also go to hang out with two other couples that make up our "Seacoast Family".  #WIN WIN.

9.)  We have an army of help.  During the ski weekend in which mini #2 was screaming every time she was put down and mini #1 had quazi decided that he wanted to be potty trained....my parentals and my in-laws manned the ship of crazy.  I am not sure what we would do without them. #WIN WIN

10.)  It won't stop snowing and our snow blower is broken and we are in a polar vortex half the time so playing outside is virtually impossible which leads to excess energy and as a result...no sleep. #LOSE.

Well if you lost interest in my list of lamo complaints, I don't blame you.  I think I lost interest too/accidentally fell asleep.

Here's to a better March.

Serenity Now: Confessions of Sleep Regression

God, grant me the serenity to accept the things I cannot change (like the sleep habits of my #2 mini.)

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If time travel were possible, I would hop into a badass delaurian and return to 2011 and high five Mini-human #1 who started sleeping through the night (consistently) at 3.5 months.

I remember this fun fact because I read his baby journal last night at 2:30 am when I was awake with mini-human #2.  Now mini #2 is/was the "happiest baby on the block."  Like she watched those suggested DVDs with the S's while she was in utero. (Truth statement: never watched them.)

However, this week girlfriend went from the happiest baby I have ever seen... to girlfriend wants to cut a b*tch every 2-2.5 hours.  Curiously, I consulted google and as soon as I typed in 4 month...google predicted "sleep regression."  Shit.

Google tells me that mini #2 is growing, developing, about to do something a-baby-mazing. I am curious to see what she is using this "wakeful" period to achieve.  Balancing the budget?  Learning Mandarin?  At this point frankly, I would even settle for cutting teeth or rolling over.

Confession:  All I want for Christmas is sleep.  Perhaps 3 days in a row, 6 hour stretches.  Ok, I'll get greedy and qualify that this sleep should occur the three days before I return to work.  Hopefully, Santa will listen and grant me my Christmas wish because I have been mostly good this year.