Ok so I'm going to take this entry to bitch a little bit. I'm kind of feeling a bit run down, pulled in every direction, and just plain done. I like to be super woman/wife/mom, but sometimes it just doesn't happen. Being pregnant, taking care of 3 sick kids and 1 sick husband is not easy. On top of that you add cleaning up poop, puke, and snot plus keeping up with the house and everyone's daily needs. Now this does not include taking care of my own needs. Like the other day going to the dentist to have a cavity cleaned out with no Novocain. Talk about anxiety attack. Or all the millions of doctor appointments we have to run to everyday. Or family obligations that we have. Going here and there with the kids all the time to keep them happy. Trying to figure out things for them to do to earn happy faces to earn prizes to keep them involved in the household and to make sure they feel needed. AND trying to think of activities for them to do so they are not sitting in front of the boob tube all day long. THEN in the middle of all this we get back to the beginning of my rant of Wyatt puking - Bath, Ben puking - Bath, Riley coughing up a lung and wiping snot all up and down her sleeves - Bath, Ben not sleeping because he's coughing so much, Jason up at 4am with diarrhea and puking, Ben up at 6am with his barking cough - Steam Shower in the Bathroom. And now I'm getting ready to color Michele's hair in 10 minutes. Which is why I needed to rant a little. Get it all out of my system before I subject an outsider to this. Well thanks for listening. Sorry for the crazy random thoughts. Michele is early and just pulled in the driveway so until next time and hopefully it's a happier entry.
Quickly I do have to add that watching Wyatt play peek a boo with Ben this morning did make me smile. Ben was just laughing and having such a great time with his big brother. Riley and I also had a good laugh at breakfast this morning after she tried to convince me why she should stay home from school today since Daddy gets to stay home from work.
Later that same day: Nothing like a little retail therapy to soothe the soul. Since Jason is home sick from work I left him with the kids and ran some errands. Post office to mail Grandma Rosie's and Jerry's presents, the bank to deposit our tax return, and then to Hobby Lobby where I found some great deals. They had piano church music in the background and it wasn't crowded at all. I could just mosey through the aisles at my own pace enjoying the music and sales without anyone talking to me at all. Magical. Of course everything I bought was for the kids. I don't care though - because they weren't with me. hehehe
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