My parents get here this evening. We’re keeping the boys up late to go to the airport with us to pick them up. I think they’ll both be super excited, especially because PJ has been asking to see them every day all week, as though he senses they’re coming already. It will be fun for both my parents to see how much they’ve grown just since Christmas, especially PJ.
I spent most of the day yesterday cleaning in preparation for them to get here. I wonder if maybe it wouldn’t be such a big deal if I made more of an effort to keep up with the housework in between visits from the parents. Still, I’m pretty proud of the way the house looks right now. I’m left with just vacuuming today and cleaning up the clutter from the boys right before we leave. Totally doable.
In the process of cleaning yesterday, though, I managed to bump my knee in the exact same place where I hit my toe the other day. It’s nothing more than a minor bruise, but I feel really silly for being so klutzy that I managed to hurt myself on the same corner of the same bed twice in under a week. I was already wearing shoes while in the room to avoid stubbing my toe again, but it seems I need knee pads too. I’m going to have to warn my parents to be super careful in that room, although I suspect it’s more me than the room.
We’ve been considering other rooming options, though, like putting PJ in that room, his own big boy room. We’ve been looking into whether it’s possible to PJ-proof it (much more comprehensive than baby-proofing) and move him into that big boy bed. The reasoning is that we could get Scooter out of our bedroom once and for all. He still naps in our room anytime PJ needs to nap in his own room because they just keep each other up if they “nap” at the same time. I don’t want to have to separate them, but they’re a little happier when they’ve had their naps. We’ll see. I’d rather if we did move PJ that he didn’t sleep in that girly, dangerous bed (dangerous to me anyway). Eventually we can convert one or both of their beds into true “big boy” beds and move one into that other room and get rid of the girly bed, but I wouldn’t want to do any converting until I was sure PJ was going to be fine in a normal bed in a normal room first.
Anyway, on a topic that actually matters…I’m not sure how much longer I’m going to blog. I’m getting more and more concerned with how public this blog is and how meaningless and petty most of my ramblings are. To those of you I count as friends, you typically get me and ignore me when I’m being immature or just venting, or can even manage to be supporting when I probably get annoying. But I know you guys aren’t the only ones who read, and I’m getting tired of putting the worst me out publicly, opening myself up to criticism to all sorts of mean, cruel people. Fortunately that hasn’t happened lately, but it has happened in the past, and I’m feel particularly vulnerable to that right now. That’s why most of my more recent posts have been pretty pointless.
I’m looking into other options for continuing to blog, and I’m just not quite sure a super-exclusive invitation-only private blogger blog is worth it to me. And right now, that’s about the only option I want to consider. We’ll see how I feel about it after the weekend, as I’m quite sure I won’t be blogging over the weekend. I promise that if I decide to stop blogging altogether, I will at least post something saying so, and I will still be available to all of you through e-mail.