Reward:  offered to anybody who can locate a copy of the roster my kids use to determine who goes to be early and who stays up ridiculously late each night, or can determine pattern thereof.  Has us beat.   I just don't understand how they have it so effectively coordinated!

Eli:   "When daddy gets home I'm going to tell him - Daddy it's time to vacuum!"
Me: "thanks honey I appreciate it"
Eli:  "I'll be BACK in a minute - I'll just be in the rain!"   Heads out dancing on the verandah in the rain...

I have this conversation with Eli several times per day, with different food types or toys involved:

"Can I have a mandarin please?
"Yes you may, here you go"
"Sorry baby - it's mine!"
"Share with baby please"
"No I don't want to"
"That's ok, I'll get baby some yummy pear instead."
"I'm sharing! I'm sharing! I want some yummy pear too please!"

Things that I am happy about:

• Since we moved, Eli has slept in his own bed every night.  He has only come into our bed during the night twice, and both times showed up and snuggled in without issue.   There has also been 2 nights where he woke a lot upset and we had to get up for him, but all in all pretty good.   
• Ziva loves daycare so much.  Eli is happy there too.  They've sorted out those teacher issues they were having.   
• Our new house is very nice.   And nobody can make us move again.  (Well, except perhaps the bank if we don't pay the mortgage!)
• My husband adores me even though I don't always deserve it.  Our relationship is blissfully happy and loving (outside of the occasional parenting tension and stress due to being so insanely busy trying to unpack and settle whilst caring for 2 babies!!!!) 
• I have the two most beautiful, intelligent and adorable children in the universe.

Things I am stressed about:

• Commuting with the kids.  It's not too far for just me (35min drive or 20min train) but with kids a bit intense.  Takes me 90min sometimes from the time I leave the house to when I get to work.  INSANE.
• House is still chaos.  SO much unpacking to do. Mostly reliant on this shed of Shane's being built so he can get his stuff out of the living room so we can finish re-arranging the furniture and unpacking.  There's a huge domino effect and things in each room that are impacted.
• My weight is skyrocketing from the wine + chocolate survival diet!    It's been awhile now... super keen to start working out again, but time is tight and my babies come first.  Wow, I'm one of those mums!   Eeek.   Once Ziva stops breastfeeding at lunchtime I could do the gym at lunch (an actual lunch break, haven't had one of those in years!) but until then hard to fit in. 

Silly me tried to buy furniture without my husband today.  Together we have to beat salespeople off with a stick, but just me with a baby in tow and no make-up on had to work to flag down one of the many unoccupied salespeople to beg them to take my money.  Customer profiling at it's finest.  Ziva had fun though, and Eli seemed to enjoy staying home to help Daddy build his shed.

Me getting annoyed at the bank because they're stupid:    "Clearly I need chocolate I'm getting way too annoyed about this"   A few minutes later, Shane:  "That tiny piece of chocolate is hardly going to make you a nicer person - here take the whole block"

Oh such a stressful article!  I don't know whether to be ragey at the overall sexist approach, or ragey at the fact men take so little involvement in health decisions (assuming those facts are true!) or ragey that women are apparently so likely to ignore scientific facts (assuming those facts are true!).  Still, if you make it to the final three paragraphs there are some good points therein.  Particularly those pertaining to the paternalistic nature of medicine and how patting people on the head and saying "there there, don't be silly, just listen to science" is not a very effective approach. 

http://www.slate.com/articles/double_x/doublex/2015/02/women_and_vaccine_resistance_mothers_make_health_care_decisions_for_their.html