Too much coffee today

So here I am, all strung out on coffee. Let me tell you, I don't usually drink coffee. I'm just not a coffee person. Never really have been, except for a few casual encounters here and there. If anything- one cup. I don't really dig the taste of it, but if I'm tired enough I will chug a cup quickly. But this morning I had company over for coffee (and by company I don't just mean my dog- I mean actual people this time, and if you don't believe me I have the pictures to prove it.), and it ended up that I had three cups of it. Peer pressure, I guess. But that's OK. I've learned that three cups is too much for me, and that's good to know. I'm all hyped up. But that is OK. When you have three kids, being hyped up is not a bad thing.

Lex is already five weeks old. He is doing well, and as you can see- getting bigger. He now tips the scales at just over ten pounds. He is starting to sleep a bit better now- and in fact- last night was his best night ever. He slept from 10-4 and then from 4:30-7:30. So that was good. He is starting to smile a bit now- though he's pretty stingy with the smiles and reserves them mainly for the couch, which seems to amuse him, which I find slightly concerning, but hey, different strokes for different folks, right? If you're into couches, you're into couches. It's cool. And it's not just a couch. It's leather, and you know that leather takes couches to a whole notha leva.

I am adapting well to domestic life. It's not as exciting as my former career. I have yet to see any stab wounds or HIV tests, which isn't a bad thing when you're a stay at home mom, although I could stand to see a little more blood, could do with a few more needles. I just miss that jamming motion. But there are other things to get excited about, I guess. Like the other day I spotted a sale at Wal Mart. Gain on sale for $5 a bottle!! So now I am washing my bedding in Vanilla Meadow. Can't wait to rest my head on my pillow tonight, let me tell you. That is going to be some good sniffing. And I'm also excited about the fact that I have two semi rotten bananas, which I intend to make full use of and make banana chocolate chip muffins for the morning. So that should be an exciting evening for me, and morning as well when I get to eat those delicious little muffins. I might skip the coffee tomorrow, though. Try to dry out for a day or two. You gotta be careful. These addictions can creep up on you. I watch Intervention, so I should know.

And speaking of excitement, yesterday was also a big day for me. I took the kids to see Kung Fu Panda (finally). It was an interesing adventure with a four year old, newborn and 'tween. I don' t think I was the most popular person in the movie theater with Payton's incessant "I need to go the washroom", "I need to wash my hands", "I spilled my drink", "I spilled my popcorn", and Gage's vehement shushing that was louder than Payton ever was and my sweet, shrill voice trying to put the kaibosh on both of them. Anyways, people say that I'm crazy to take three kids to a movie like that. But it's not crazy. It's clever. You see it's a double whammy of motherly weaponry. In the morning, you can use it as a bribe "If you don't smarten up I'm not taking you to the movie!!" And then after the movie, you can use it as a guilt trip: "How dare you talk to me like that when I just took you to a movie!!" I didn't just come in off the turnip truck. I'm getting this motherhood thing down. Not only am I getting it down, I'm pinning it to the ground and making it my bitch.