It’s been an interesting few days.

Just as I was gearing up to finish the very last of the Christmas preparations (wrapping the last of the gifts sitting downstairs, buying the last of the gifts for the people that I forgot about, and buying the little gift bags for the people that I remembered), we got hit by a virus. I started getting sick Thursday night, and by Friday night I was in the ER hooked up to an IV. Not pleasant. My procrastination in Christmas things came back to bite me when some things just never got done. My Christmas cookies that I bought the ingredients, the decorations, the rolling pin, the cookie cutters, and the cookie sheet never even got baked. Kyra and Elijah both got the virus, too, but they both only threw up twice and never seemed to feel too sick. Elijah slept through both of his puking episodes. Now, that is the way to be sick!

Christmas Eve found me very weak and queasy, but well enough to open gifts with the kids. They both made out like bandits, getting way more than they have been able to play with, as of yet. Kyra’s favorite gift, by far, was her Cinderella Make Up Table, courtesy of Chris’ aunt and his mother. All of the gifts that Chris and I got her paled in comparison. Elijah’s favorite gift was from us, though, and it was his adjustable baksetball goal. He really loved it. Chris got me a diamond necklace, a watch, and some new perfume. I was very happy. I got him a fancy, schmanzy electric razor, a travel chess set, and Madden 06 for his PSP. I think everyone was happy, when it was all said and done.

Christmas Day started out with us going to church, then we went to my mom’s for dinner and more gift opening, and back to church that night. It was then that I realized that, though the virus had left, I now have a sinus infection. Not pleasant. I suppose it could be worse, though.

So, it was fun, but I’m glad that Christmas has come and gone. Now, I’m left with the job of finding homes for all of the new stuff, and wondering which of the old toys can get banished to the toy dungeon den downstairs to await their final doom departure by way of my summer yard sale.

Last night, I made a huge dent in the mountain of laudry that had accumulated over the past several days of busy activities and sickness, and am hoping to get the house back in presentable shape so that I can have a nice, tidy wrap up to 2005.

The first several weeks of 2006 should give me the answer to the “Baby Boo: Boy or Girl?” question, and then I will have a whole new round of preparations to attend to. One of the children will have to share a room with this new baby eventually. If Boo is a boy, the children will have to switch bedrooms, as Kyra’s is a lot bigger than Elijah’s room, and it is only fair that the bigger room go to the kids who have to share. So, in that case, the rooms would have to be re-painted, because Kyra’s room is painted purple with flowers on the bottom of the wall…not really very boyish. Also, we’ll have to do a bed shuffle. Elijah’s crib will go to the baby, Kyra’s toddler bed to Elijah, and Kyra will need a big bed. Then, I have to decide what kind of beds to go with. If the new baby is a boy, I will definitely have bunk beds for a boy’s room, but, if Boo is a girl, than I don’t know if I will do bunk beds or two twin beds in the long run. See, it’s all a big question mark. So many decisions! I prefer to get them all made, and the things that need doing done while this baby is still quietly hanging out inside, because it just gets harder to get things done once it is outside demanding time, attention, and hours and hours of breastfeeding.

So, yes, this post was meant to be a mile long, boring, and rambling, but no one forced you to read it.

Hope everyone had a good Christmas, has a good New Year, and I am off to shower and finish up the laundry.