Random thoughts swirling around in my head

Why hello there, blog! How are you? I know you are feeling neglected lately, so I thought I would share some of the randomness floating around in my brain. Let's see, where shall we start?

Poor Miss H was sick last week. She was so pitiful, but at the same time sweet and cuddly. I hate that she wasn't feeling well, but kind of enjoyed the extra snuggles from her that I don't get as much any more.

Lil' B has taken to preschool like a champ. Since the first day she just walks right in like she owns the place and starts playing. When did my baby get so big?

Baby Bud #3 think she is a rock star. No, seriously. She is rocking and rolling in my belly day and night. The last ultrasound I had of her three weeks ago showed us that she was breech. I am praying that baby girl turns herself around the right way with all her rocking and rolling.

Mr. Rose and I are buying a new car and trying to decide if we should sell or trade my current vehicle. Isn't being an adult so much fun?

My whole family is at my favorite beach on Hilton Head Island, SC this week and I am stuck at home not. This causes me great jealousy angst.

We are really getting to know our new neighbors on either side of us. Since we are in a new construction neighborhood, we all moved in over the summer and seem to be bonding over the horrendous job our builder did of grading our backyards. Did I mention we have had record amounts of rainfall in Maryland this September. Like 15 inches of rain? So yes, I have a nice big mud puddle in the middle of my backyard. Hence, I repeat, isn't being an adult fun?

I seem to have developed a baking habit. About a month ago, I made Paula Deen's brownie recipe and they were fan-freaking-tastic. Gosh, I love me some Paula Deen. Last week I made her Peanut Butter Bars recipe and they were to die for! Instead of eating the whole pan myself, I sent some to my friend KLZ from Taming Insanity. She was kind enough to send me this picture of them.

That's what's been going on around here the past few weeks. So tell me, what have you been up to?



Join me in my new obsession: Pinterest!

A couple of weeks ago I was sucked into voluntarily joined the time suck genius web site that is Pinterest. Have you heard of it? Surely, you have. Have you checked it out? Are you on it? Because seriously, it is now my favorite way to get lost in the internet. I have been going crazy pinning ideas for crafts and sewing projects and general household organization. I have also been making myself fat just looking at the yummy recipes like this one for Baked Zucchini Sticks and Sweet Onion Dip. I made these this week and they were delicious!

Today my lovely friend Liz at a belle, a bean, and a chicago dog is hosting her monthly #BlogBoycottDay. The whole point is to find new friends to follow on Twitter and this month she included a linky for Pinterest profiles as well. Score! Now I have to go run over to Liz's place to start following all these great people. You should too! If you aren't on Pinterest and would like an invite, just let me know and leave your email address in the comments.

Happy Pinning!

Pregnancy hormones and preschool

Depending on how you calculate it, I am entering the third trimester of this pregnancy. Goodness, time sure does fly when you are....busy. Honestly, I cannot believe how fast this pregnancy is going, but that is not what this post is about.

This post is about the eleventh hour preschool change that I made for both the Rosebuds last week. Let me take you back to January this year when we first found out that we would be moving here. I immediately began researching preschools and trying to discern where to enroll my girls. I found a school that I thought would be a good match, where they could both attend, and where I thought would be around the area where we would be living.

When we came here to find a house, we stopped by the preschool to drop off our registration forms. Mr. Rose made a comment as we were driving along the lines of "how much further did you say it was?"

Once we moved here, I drove down to the school at one point over the summer. As I was driving I thought about how long it was taking. It was about 20 minutes one way. Now, 20 minutes may not seem like a long time to you, but along the way I passed no less than six preschools within a mile and a half of my home. This was not going to do.

When I got home I immediately began calling schools closer to our house, but could not find a program that could take both girls. They could take one or the other, but not both. It weighed heavy on my heart for awhile, but in the end I resigned myself to the drive.

Last Wednesday, I found myself driving down to the preschool for Parent Orientation. During the thirty minutes that it took me to get there, my stress level gradually increased as I calculated how many minutes and hours and dollars-in-gas I would spend shuttling Miss H back and forth to school every week.

I could barely listen during the meeting and I found myself entering freak out mode. What if this baby screams the entire time I have her in the car? When will I be able to get her nap in? There isn't even enough time for me to go to the grocery store, go home, and then go back to pick up the girls from school.

The whole way home I debated the pros and cons of the school and thought about my options. I appeared that I had only one choice, to either suck it up and keep the girls where they were, or to put them in separate schools.

When I walked in the house, I could feel the pressure building just beneath the surface. When Mr. Rose casually asked, "So, how did it go?" I couldn't hold it in any longer. The tears came and I exploded into a pregnancy-induced, five alarm, total meltdown.

After I managed to tell him all of my concerns, not just including the drive, we decided to get more information about the other schools. In the end, I managed between Thursday and Friday of last week to register and enroll the Rosebuds at two new schools, one for each of them. It takes me all of 5 minutes to get to Miss H's school and then 5 more minutes to get to Lil' B's.

It is just over a week after our decision to change schools and everything is finally settled. The paperwork is done, the school supplies have been purchased, and Miss H even started school yesterday.

And now, I can breathe.

Erin