The baby is being held hostage in the walker. It's locked so he can't get far.
Gabbers is being harassed every three minutes by, "Are you feeling okay? Do you need to use the bathroom?"
Me? What am I doing? Other than blogging, I'm currently washing my eleventy-fourth load of puked-on and pooped-on laundry and figuring out a way to make a completely plastic living area where you could take a squeegee and slide all the poop and puke right out the door and then sanitize the house with wipes. Because wipes are happy. They ensure cleanliness. I like wipes.
Danny and Pookie? Oh, they're on their way to the Pediatric Ophthalmologist another state away for Pookie's follow up from his eye surgery.
And my period started. But that's good news. Because I'm not sure I could handle being pregnant today. It also means I can take a motrin and not worry about harming a potential fetus. I've been up since 4:15 a.m. So, this post probably doesn't make a lot of sense. Or it's offensive. Or both. I may just delete it later.
7 comments:
It sounds like how I am, but during the day......so what happened with danny and the freezing the weather and the broken down car?
Sorry about all that, Nikki! (Singing "The sun'll come out tomorrow...")
Ach, Nikki - praying for you and yours right now! These kind of mommy-days are so hard.
Ohh, the horror! The stomach/intestinal flu is the one thing I avoid like the plague.If someone has it they may not come near me or my kids for a century. Who wants to spent a thousand hours cleaning up poop and puke? I feel your pain girl, I feel your pain.
Oh man... days like that JUST. PLAIN. SUCK.
I have had days (weeks) like this off and on over the years... but the time that really sticks out in my memory the most was when we lived in Texas. We were TDY Enroute, so it was one of those put-all-your-belongings-in-storage-and-rent-a-furnished-apartment type of moves. With a toddler and a preschooler. Yeahhhhh, that was a fun apartment to live in. Anyway... I got pregnant just before hubby left for SERE, and abandoned us in Texas all alone for 3 months. Suffering morning sickness and horrible migraines nearly every day, it was pretty much all I could do to function. And then my kids caught the stomach flu. My 2 yr old had it for THREE WEEKS. Those were some of the worst three weeks of my LIFE. And all my laundry had to be done in the apartment complex's laundromat... which cost lots of money, and involved carrying the loads down two flights of stairs and across the parking lot. UGH.
Ack! Sorry to hear that the germies have found their way to your house. Hopefully they will pass quickly.
I hope everyone's feeling better now! The nursing job for Mommy's is definitely one of the least fun. Hang in there...
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