Just add it to the list

I think it's safe to say that I've been pretty busy. Maybe for... I don't know... lets say the last 4 months or so. Without any form of a break. I'm kind of tired. Ok, really really tired. No amount of naps is helping me catch up. This week I was hoping to relax a bit, and I've done so a little. But the story I'm about to tell you will perhaps help you better understand why I have not been writing amusing or comical blogs lately.

It all started when Brandon came home from being out to sea. A week later, I was put in the hospital a week before I had Jackson. I delivered him by c-section and stayed in the hospital for another 5 days. On the way home from the hospital we went grocery shopping. Jackson was 5 days old. I cleaned my house for 2 days and my parents arrived from Washington. They stayed for 2 weeks. We toured the country almost everyday. Brandon and my parents left for the states in the same weekend. And I was left by myself in Japan with a tiny baby that was used to being held for 100 percent of his day. Needless to say it was a lot of exhausting work to do alone. But I made it.

Brandon returned home from a school in Texas 6 weeks later. Winter had just begun and our house was freezing. Literally. So the first few days he was home we spent hundreds of dollars on heaters for our home. Jackson and I had spent several days bundled up in blankets and sweaters. Finally the house was warm. But because of the extreme humidity in the air, our house soon began to condensate. When I say condensate, I mean that all of the walls in our cement house and the windows poured water from them like the flood. Water began to pool on our cement floor. We used towels to mop it up, but every morning it was back with force. We then bought a dehumidifier to suck all of the moisture out of the air. We thought we were geniuses. One morning 2 days before Brandon's parents were supposed to arrive, we awoke to find that our entire house was covered in mold.

Those of you who know we really well will know that I am a bit phobic of mold, bacteria, and germs. I am insanely allergic to mold and anything to do with mold, such as penicillin or cheese. And now my whole house was covered in it. I was mortified. All of the floors, the bathrooms including toilets and showers, every window and door, and even furniture was black and furry. We kicked into high gear and cleaned for hours. Moving furniture, mopping entire rooms, wiping down windows and doors. No easy feat when you have to do all of your cleaning during Jackson's nap time. We had to get it clean. There was only a matter of time before I broke out in hives and couldn't breathe. Let alone little Jackson's tiny lungs breathing it in. We didn't want to take the chance of him getting sick. So we worked well into the night to get it clean. Mission accomplished.

Brandon's parents came. We've been having a great time with them. 2 nights ago I noticed that our bedroom floor looked kind of dusty. So I bent down to check under the bed, which I had just mopped under the week before. The floor was black. Mold everywhere. Again. Just add it to the list I guess. I still hadn't gotten my well needed break yet, why not just extend it a few more days. I was exhausted and ready for bed, but knew that it would be impossible for me to sleep knowing that the thing I am most phobic of was in fact living and growing under my bed. Brandon's mom held and rocked Jackson to sleep so that Brandon and I could get to cleaning. We moved our entire room around. Washed the window, mopped the floor, and washed all of the bedding. We wiped down and dusted all of the furniture with antibacterial spray. I'm happy to say that it is finally clean. It was one of the most disgusting things I've ever had to do, just thought I'd throw that out there.

The question is: will I have to keep going through this? We live in a tropical location. With 100 percent humidity in the air. Am I seriously going to have to de-mold my house every week? Will life ever calm down? On top of this, I have mentioned before in a previous blog, Jackson had been having troubles with his weight gain. And to top it off is now lactose intolerant. Brandon is in and out of the house constantly. If it's not one thing it's another. Brandon's mom told me the other day that from here on out life will be this busy. And the more kids I add to life the busier it will get. Yikes! I'm coping just fine, I wouldn't say I'm overwhelmed. But this my friends is why you have been asking yourselves where my funny little blogs have gone. I simply don't have the time.