( Anna Kate, 6 months)God MUST be teaching me something. Monday kicked off what has been a really bad week for me. Rafe's been out of town and Anna Kate and I have been sick with an ugly stomach virus...we've been completely cooped up in our house, which is not good for my state of mind...Elle's been talking non-stop (which is almost adorable, but it's literally NON-STOP and it's kinda driving me insane)... Yesterday, I was cleaning up an accident made by Rhoda on the carpet (she never does that--I think she's getting old and losing control of things) when AK threw up all over the couch...so I was cleaning up the throw-up when Elle called me from the bathroom to come wipe her bottom...(just typical mom stuff, I know)...I burned my hand on spaghetti sauce (from a cooked frozen dinner) and later knocked over a full glass of water all over a bunch of paperwork that was spread out on the kitchen counter...
Today, I got up extra early after hardly sleeping last night to take AK to school (I thought she was all better) and to get myself ready for a meeting with my new employer later that day...then AK's school called me around 11 to tell me she threw up all over herself (poor thing.) So Elle and I left home immediately to pick her up, Elle still in her nightgown with PB&J all over her face and no shoes. (I had to call and cancel my meeting.) AK felt miraculously better all afternoon and wanted ice cream so the three of us went to Jason's Deli for dinner where she threw up again! In a trash can--thank you, Lord-- but it was right near the SALAD BAR!!!! (poor her and poor me this time.)
My kids have been ordering me around like slave drivers--there comes a time when you cannot stand to hear another voice say "MOMMA!"--and I'm pretty much filling their requests zombie-like cause I'm too tired and apathetic to object to anything. They're bored out of their minds and I have no energy whatsoever. Rafe won't be back til tommorrow so he's no help. It's our anniversary today. And only 1 out of 9 of my ebay items sold.
This is not so bad, I know. But I'm feeling blah and being a baby.
So that's my pity party...your sympathy, encouragement, rebuke...whatever...it's all welcome :)
