Some days it's a relief to see only one line.

Seriously... what is it about graham crakers that turns them to goo and then cement when mixed with infant saliva?

So, given my fertility history and my uncanny ability to get pregnant when I least expect it and therefore can't calculate a reliable due date (Christine's due date jumped from December 10th to January 2nd, and just about everywhere in between), I've started taking pregnancy tests about once a week... just in case I do get pregnant again... I'll have some idea of when it happened. (I discovered that the dollar store tests are surprisingly accurate... they told me I was pregnant with Kathryn and Christine... I didn't use any test when I got pregnant with Danielle... I just knew.)

Today my kids have been restless. Our trip to the dentist yesterday went pretty well... Danielle refused x-rays... but accepted the cleaning... Kathry did great with the hygenist and was only slightly anxious when the dentist checked her... overall... 2 adults + 2 kids = 0 cavities (yay)... but because we skipped playgroup at the park for their appointments... the girls are all anxious to run (this includes Christine who is just gaining enough balance to stand without holding onto anything... about three months earlier than either of her sisters).

So, I'm going a little crazy. I'm finally caught up on laundry, and almost caught up on dishes. But, because I've spent the morning folding clothes, the family room is now buried in a foot of toys (in spite of the fact that it was empty when I vacuumed it this morning), there is a lovely finger-paint picture on the kitchen table done in yogurt, my kids are begging for lunch (even though we ate breakfast less than two hours ago), and the girls are now hiding in my closet trying on Dave's hats and playing with the stuffed animals I confiscated last week. Oh yea... and they're probably all leaking because we're still trying to potty-train, two of them are in training pants, and no one has been to the bathroom or changed in the last 4 hours.

Don't get me wrong... I love my kids and I love being a mother. I do want more children, someday... after Kathryn and Danielle have potty-trained, and after Danielle has weaned (I absolutely refuse to nurse two children through another pregnancy... and I will NOT nurse three at once)... maybe we'll wait until Christine graduates from college...

Today, I was quite grateful to see only one line on that pregnancy test.