Sunday... This morning we held a small birthday party for little Kane. Billy thought it was hilarious that I put a candle on the cake. Kane really is too small to know how to blow it out.



Billy had a more productive day than I. He started teaching Kane to walk and managed to sell another painting. I, however, went back and forth a couple times to the art gallery to use a toilet while trying to teach Kane to talk. It appears that I am pregnant again and that I somehow ended up with the ceiling light from the toilet in the gallery.



Monday... Billy didn't get a lot of sleep last night and neither did I. Kane woke up Billy once and the new babe growing inside me made me hungry and in urgent need of a toilet once more. I brought Kane to the reading room with me this morning. (I didn't want to always target the toilets at the art gallery, so I threw up at the Wright Reading Room instead.) I finished teaching Kane to talk while we were there and brought home a couple nice wall lights that looked like they came from the wash rooms. (The lights do make our house seem much brighter. I put one on each end of our big, open room.)



Billy got another promotion today. He now has a squad car to drive around in, so maybe I can borrow his little sports car! He questioned Constance Shelley over at the art gallery after taking a bath in the tub there after work. Then, he finished teaching Kane to walk and even potty trained him tonight. I'd call that a fairly successful day. For my part, I did make a couple small paintings.



Tuesday... Time just goes by so quickly and I never seem to get much accomplished. I feed myself and Kane after Billy leaves for work. Then I shower while Kane plays with his toys. Later on, Kane and I must go downtown for me to find a toilet. There isn't much for Kane to do downtown though. When my boss asked if I wanted to hang out with him, I told him no and headed back home with Kane.



Is this all that exists for a struggling mom? I haven't worked in so long. I am sure I'd be great at work if I could just get off maternity leave. Oh well, I haven't done much guitar playing lately either, but I have done some more painting.



Billy went by to see the art show over at the office buildings that I saw earlier. He was inspired to do more painting. If he would just be inspired to write up reports and read a job-related book, he could get promoted yet again. I know it's hard though and those things aren't very fun.



I completely forgot that it was Billy's birthday today. I left him home with Kane while I went off to the gallery to use the toilet and paint. I guess I'm not the most considerate Sim around. I'd like to blame it on the fact that I am a little spacey while being pregnant; but no, that just isn't true. I was just so glad to see Billy come home so that I could get out of the house for awhile. In an effort to make it up to him, I did bring home a little something from the Wright Reading Room. We now have a nice chair to place at our cheap table.



Wednesday... I slept in late today and woke up incredibly hungry. Before I had my shower, I could tell that today was the day. Our little girl was going to make an appearance. (I bought some watermelons at the grocery this time around and have not eaten any apples since my pregnancy with Kane.) Billy was still at work and little Kane woke up, but played with his toes in his crib. Everything went just fine and Kara arrived without too much effort on my part. I think we got lucky with this one, but only time will truly tell.



We bought another teddy bear and crib for her; then, we splurged on an unbreakable toilet for ourselves. It's taken two and a half weeks, but finally we have the complete bathroom plumbing. It doesn't matter that we have no bath room, as the only walls on our house are all exterior. It doesn't matter that we don't have any cabinets, a stove, or even an indoor trash can. We have a toilet!



This news really isn't more exciting than Kara's birth, really. (Why does having my own toilet seem to make me happier than having my daughter?) Toilets are not essential. They exist downtown. They are free to use and abuse. A daughter is a very, very special occurrence. I am much happier to have a daughter than a toilet. I snuggled, played with, and fed my daughter before putting her in her crib and then I used my very own toilet.



Thursday... Billy wrote up a report last night and he also read a book for work. All this working and raising children can keep a Sim so busy that one doesn't concentrate on what is really important. Of course, it's all a balance, isn't it? Billy was promoted, so we added our first extension on to the house. Yes, we now have a bath room. We also put in a couple windows and even added curtains. As it was my birthday today, the bath room and windows were really great presents.



Friday... How quickly time flies by! Kara grew up early this morning into a toddler. She is already walking all over and will soon be potty trained.



Tomorrow Billy is off and I finally go back to work. I am getting excited about that. We could really use some extra money, so I need to get a few promotions soon.



Saturday... I potty trained Kara before heading to the art gallery this morning. Even though we have our own bath room now, I still go there to paint. We only have one easel and it is currently holding one of Billy's works in progress.



It's the weekend, so Billy is off. He managed to teach Kara to talk and then he read another book for work. Now that he is a lieutenant, he needs to read up on leadership hints.



Kara and Kane got better acquainted today. Now that she is a toddler, they can play together. When they both played with blocks at the same time, they didn't talk to each other. However, playing with the dollhouse together has made a big difference in their relationship. (They are now good friends.) So, even though the doll house was expensive, it seems to be well worth the investment.



I went back to work today and got promoted to manager. Wow! Who would have thought that I would have improved my skills and relationships with the others enough to be a manager now? I have a day off tomorrow, so maybe I'll be able to practice my guitar some more then.



Kane will grow up tomorrow as well and we can't even afford a bed for him. Maybe, I'll have to go out searching for some interesting rocks to sell instead of practicing guitar. Though, if I am lucky enough, I'll find time for both.