Perk Up Buttercup

Hey guess what? I'm in a much better mood today ;) I have pondered several things today, the first being how I managed to birth two ice-eating children. I seriously hate when people chew ice, it makes my entire body convulse into chills. But yet, both of my children love to do it. (insert full body shuddering here)
I had the weirdest dream last night that I was pregnant and went into labor, and birthed the baby in whoevers house I was in. Husband kept calling and saying to wait, don't have the baby and I kept waiting. But in the end I had the baby before he got there. Then in no time I was out and back into "normal" life, and looking fabulous- much more than I do in reality,might I add. No, I'm not pregnant. It was a really weird dream though, that has haunted me all day for whatever reason.
Anyhow, moving along ;) Husband beyond pissed me off last night, and I HAD to get away today. So rather than just doing some grocery shopping, I took myself out for the day. I bought several new shirts, and even ordered a few online too. It's been WAY too long since I've been shopping and paid attention to myself. I desperately need to update my wardrobe. I'd like to think that I have a good sense of fashion, I love fashion. But I guess I'm stuck in fashion limbo. I don't want to dress like I'm 50, but I don't need to dress like I'm 20 either. The boobs are a major problem too, and boob reduction is way up there on my "things to do" list. I need some nice, simple, yet modern and sophisticated tops that will look great with jeans or black pants. I'm working on it ;) So what if I spent money that was intended for other things. Today I refuse to have buyers remorse. I'm tired or neglecting myself.
Ok enough of that ;)
We're having sleep issues with son. I must say that I am beyond blessed that both of my children slept through the night at such a young age- 8 weeks for daughter, 5 weeks for son. But lately he is refusing to go to bed at night, and I've tired everything. I know I can't cut out his one day time nap, he has to have it. I have to have it. LoL. It's funny how we're taking him to have tubes in his ears, which has affected his hearing. Yet sometimes, he has the hearing of a bionic woman (whatever that means). It seems like he can hear a pin drop.
Putting him to bed is similar to take off in an airplane, that's the only thing I can think to relate it to. We put him to bed, and then spend the next 20 minutes or so sitting there completely still, watching TV and making no sudden movements. Then when I don't hear him tossing around and talking or sometimes crying, we are finally free to roam about the cabin (house) again. Of course in real life when I fly, I believe that people have no business walking in an airplane, or talking or moving for that matter. But that's because I am a spaz about flying and I think that anything someone does will cause unfortunate events. I'm weird like that. But for normal people who fly, that is what I have come to compare putting son to bed to. Take off in an airplane ;)
Mother in law is coming tomorrow, or the next day, or the next day. She's so damn indecisive and it freaking drives me insane! But beyond that, I am lacking anything else important to talk about. ;)