6:35 am. I simply have no time to myself these days. I barely have time to read half my Faves, let alone note or even write for myself. It's taking a toll on me, and my marriage. Jon is really pissing me off this time around; he was SO good with Ari. Granted, we didn't have a jealous 2 year old running around so it was a bit easier, but still. I didn't expect this to be easy, but I also did not expect it to be SO hard. Jon has been making sure he gets his free time at least once a week (he's managed 3 movies since the baby was born). My outings consist of grocery shopping. When I mention that, he gets very defensive and says "You can go do anything you want whenever you want, you just never want to!". Part of it is because I have no one to do anything with and part of it is because I feel guilty leaving. Stupid, I know. Peg and I agreed the next time a movie is here that we both want to see, we will go on a Sunday afternoon. Which kind of sucks because that is mine and Jon's only day off together.

We're just fighting SO much, I can't stand it. Ari is really acting up and nothing we do is working. She was in the corner 5 times in the span of an hour yesterday for hitting me, hitting Fallon, and spitting. I'm at my wit's end with her. We moved from the naughty chair to the corner a couple weeks ago because it seemed to have more of an impact on her but now, its just as bad as it was before. We're using stickers to reward her staying in bed all night but I'm not sure she's cognizant enough of the reward system to try it for other behaviors. We're both spending one on one time with her every day which is going to be harder when I go back to work because I only have 4 hours a night with her and most of it is spent on dinner, dishes and baths. Before I know it, its bedtime for her. And Fallon has been having 2-3 hour crying jags around 6 pm every night. Not sure if its colic or not as its only been a week, but we're seeing a pattern. Which is making it harder on Ari because we're holding the baby more. Ughhhhhh!

Calgon, take me away....

On a brighter note, Fallon rolled over last week! I thought it was a fluke but she did it 3 more times. I was shocked since Ari didn't roll over until she was around 3 months. I feel vindicated because Jon was sleeping when it happened, and when Ari rolled over, I was at work and missed it *sniff*. And she's starting to smile. I've got some cute pics of her and Ari together (my fave is my new profile pic which Jon took at the hospital with the cell phone) but he already put them on the flash drive so I can't get to them right now because the drive is in the fire safe.

My best friend had her baby last Friday, so our kids are exactly 5 weeks apart. His name is Evan Alexander and he weighed 5 lbs 13 oz. Tiny little guy, but very healthy. She sent us a pic of him and addressed the envelope to Ari and Fallon with a card that said, "I'm here, (insert my last name) girls, you can start fighting over me now!" Too cute.I better get my butt in gear and make out the menu for the week and my grocery list. Money is tight and I need to get back into menu planning again. We spend SO much money when Jon is home and winging the menus, it drives me NUTS. That and the fact that he seldom eats leftovers. Yeah, that's one of my big pet peeves.

Dammit, I just can't stop complaining these days...I HATE being like this!!!!!