Tuesday, October 6, 2009

I'm Sorry...

I'm sorry I've been shirking my duties as a blogger and... well... not blogging.  You see, I've been this strange thing us mothers like to call craz--er i mean busy.

Friday... Friday was crap.  I had to go to the pedi with Erin to get her 2 month shots that we deferred until she was 3 months.  So on top of her getting shots, she also turned 3 months, which made me has a sad in my heart.  Then, the sound of her screams took my sad heart and broke it.

After the appointment I went to the supermarket.  This was a bad idea.  Bad, bad idea.  I fed Erin at the doctor appointment, so I thought I was set for a few hours.  Wrong.  When we got there she was crying, trying to eat her hand.  So I fed her, hoping that this would buy me the few hours I needed to go food shopping.  Strike 2.  In the middle of food shopping, she started chomping on her hand once again.  I had to go to the back end of the store to the empty corridor behind the deli so I could feed her.  Might this buy me the time I need to finish shopping, get home and put the food away?  Hmph.  We checked out ($160 spent in an hour!  Man, this food stuff is expensive!)  and I had to feed her in the car AGAIN.  Did I mention that A's diaper leaked right about this time?  Yeah.  So I had to change my massive boy in the car, with no spare clothes.  So he got to sit in his seat in just a diaper and a sweatshirt. 

By the time we got home, it was the same thing that happens every time: she cries while i lug the food up and down the stairs as fast as humanly possible.  Lucky for me, the resident weirdo was wandering aimlessly around the parking lot so I asked him to help me bring up bags.  Totally worked... except he doesn't quite understand when it's time to leave.  He invites himself in and misses every. single. cue.  So now I'm stuck putting away food in my hopelessly messy house, while my kids are screaming, talking about the employment opportunities in the field of engineering.  Riiiight.

Eventually he left and I was able to breathe again.  That is until little E developed a fever from her shots.  I think I've been in the process of coming down with a cold as well, but my body must keep running for the sake of my kids, so I'm forced to push through it and ignore it.  My life is so much fun!  But now you understand why I've been MIA for awhile... I hope to be back soon!


Let me tell you about a little thing I like to call 'mind over body' ... You see, whenever I start feeling sick, I just stop being sick and be awesome instead. True story. ~ How I Met Your Mother

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