My wife left me!!!

Wow, that’s an attention grabber, huh? No lie, she did leave me…for the weekend. Angela got in the car and drove to Tama, IA (her hometown) last weekend and left me with all the kids. Her sister Katie graduated from the University of Iowa over the weekend. That a way KT!!! In addition to the graduation, Angela had a chance to spend some quality time with her grandmother, who hasn’t been in the best of health since a knee replacement gone horribly bad, but is getting better. It was a great opportunity for her to spend some time with a lot of family. She finally came home on Sunday around mid-day.

So how the heck did I do it? Lots of great help. The volunteers were awesome again! I also called in some additional help. My mom and dad made the trip from Rock Rapids to spend some time with their grand kids for the weekend. After Friday, I told some of the volunteers, (and my wife later that night on the phone) that I’ve possibly been undervaluing her. What she does every day is flippin amazing. I have no idea how she does what she does and wakes up every morning. There’s no way that I could do what she does.

So I mentioned that my parents were here. My dad was telling me that they got a Wii for Christmas back at home. I’m probably not doing it justice, but for those not familiar, a Wii is a video game. This one is a bit different in that when you play sports on this game, you actually make the motions of playing the game. When you go bowling, you hold the device in your hand and make the motion as if you were really bowling. When you play golf, you make the motion of swinging the golf club. When you play tennis, same thing, you swing the device as if you were to swing a tennis racket in your living room. So my dad is telling me about this and he goes on to tell me about boxing in the game. As he tells the story, he was doing a great job boxing against the computer, but when it came time to box my mom in the game, his handheld video controller quit working well. He got his butt kicked so bad, he actually used the excuse that it was the handheld controller and asked to switch with my mom. Guess what, he got his ass kicked with that one too. He went on to tell me about this and I suggested that he not tell the guys at work as he may be ridiculed a little bit. I thought this would be a pretty good opportunity to have a little fun.

So here’s the deal…I have no idea if my father is a regular reader of this blog. I don’t think he is, but I know that he will read it if people tell him that there’s something worthwhile to read, SO DO NOT TELL HIM ABOUT THIS AND DO NOT TELL HIM TO READ THIS BLOG. We’re gonna play a little joke on ole Opa. The next time you see my father, please ask him if he could describe to you what it’s like to get his ass kicked by a woman. Do not tell him that I wrote this. Do not tell him that I wrote a blog lately. Maybe we can have a little fun with this. If you have a funny story related to this little joke and how he responds to your comment, send me an email about it and I’ll post it in the blog. I’d like to know if this works out.

So I have some updates on the kids…

Meredith crawled out of her crib this weekend for the first time. Just another development. Dear Lord, we’re in trouble when the others get to this stage. Opa and I took the front off her crib making it a day bed. She does a pretty good job of going to sleep when she needs to, but we’re gonna have our challenges there. Meredith took her climbing to a new high over the weekend. It was too quiet during the day and Meredith was missing. Oma went looking for her and found her in Lauren’s crib. That’s right; she crawled up the front and threw herself in to her crib. Lauren was also in the crib, sleeping, and was completely undisturbed. Good Lord, all the things that could have happened with that scenario. NEW RULE…all doors on the main level of our house are now closed when Meredith is up and awake during the day.

The kids turned 6 months old this weekend. Can you believe that it’s been 6 months already? I actually spent some time thinking back about it yesterday. I got an email from my mom about a new family of quintuplets from the Sioux City, IA area. The kids were born at a hospital in Omaha and the last of them went home from the hospital this past week. I saw a video of them and it brought back so many memories of our time at the hospital and how far they’ve come since then. We have our 6 month well visit with our doctor later today. The kids are doing so well. We’re no longer using a higher calorie formula and we took away an overnight bottle. We’re allowing them to go on demand in the early morning hours. They’re typically going 5-7 hours overnight before they need a bottle in the morning. They need a little rocking and cuddling during the night to make it, but most volunteers don’t seem to mind. I’ll have a much better idea of where they are developmentally after today’s appointment, but I can tell you that I know that they weigh between 12 and 16 pounds. They are doing really well developmentally. We worry about Emma’s vision a little, but it’s so much better than it was a couple weeks ago. I should know a bunch more after our appointment later today.

I’ve written enough this morning. I’m going on a couple hours now and it still isn’t 5 am.

I’ll leave you with this…with Christmas coming up; we want to wish everyone a very Merry Christmas! If you’re traveling, please do it safely given all the weather that we’re expecting this week. God Bless.

Until next time…

3 Responses to “My wife left me!!!”

  1. Oma Says:

    OK – Be nice

  2. Amy Turner Says:

    Yes, your wife is amazing and I hope you’re going to do something wonderful for her this Christmas!! :) I know you have a tough job too being the bread winner, but believe me, mom’s have a very big job keeping the house running, and with 6 children under 2, what a job!!!!!!! I can’t imagine the stress level she handles every day, and she has to do it in front of strangers. I truly believe God doesn’t give us more then we can handle, so Angela must be extra special to be blessed with such responsibility. Just adore her every chance you can! Merry Christmas!

  3. Oma Says:

    If you know all of us well enough, we had an inside joke as the boys were growing up that you could always tell how serious Tom (Opa) was by how the lines on his forehead were running. If his eyebrows ran high and his forehead wrinkled across, we knew we still had rope. If the eyebrows came down and the wrinkles went up and down, we knew he was serious!!!!! Well, this noon in the car he asked, “WHO have you all been talking to???” I didn’t dare look at him for the “sign” for fear I would start laughing. Anyway, it didn’t take long, and the jig is up. He will be prepared for some ribbing, but still well deserved.

    Wishing all a Blessed Christmas from Northwest Iowa