I will blog about all of the crap going on for me first, following this there will be some cute pictures. Skip this if you do not care for grouchy blogs.
Last week: Carpet Disaster
We've hashed it out. It wasn't as bad as I thought (it usually never is, which is why I pre-worry and prepare myself for something horrible.) The bill for the carpet fixation was $125. I can handle that- we didn't have to replace the whole room, just part of the pad. Whew.
After Work on Monday: BLM has total breakdown in the car. She tripped over a cup holder and scraped her ankle. SHE COULDN'T EVEN WALK! SHE NEED ER HELP. Not really, but that was the reaction. I have no doubt that it hurt and it stung, but she really went over the top with it.
Following that, LLM puked crackers all over herself in her carseat. She had a tummy full and had spent at least an hour in an office chair spinning in circles. Puke was the result.
I had to deal with a hobbled Big Lil Momma and a puked covered Little Lil Momma.
More Evening Disaster: A/C not working. Did you know that tomorrow is the first of July? It gets hotter than hell here. I have all of the windows open and the fans going. DL does not know this yet, and he will yelp and complain when he's sweating in bed tonight. I have a call into our A/C peeps and hopefully they will be here tomorrow.
BLM is "very sick and her throat hurts." She couldn't possibly eat dinner. Lemonade made her throat burn. Therefore, she didn't get to go swim with her little bestie neighbor. So she felt better. So I told her to eat. So she said she couldn't eat, but she felt so much better. So she wanted to go swimming. And I wouldn't let her. That was tragic.
Now they need attention, and I'm spent. I'm a horrible mother.
I know this to be true, because BLM and I spent the afternoon on Sunday with some friends at the beach. The Lil stayed home at the lake house. LLM asked FOUR THOUSAND TIMES: "Where is Sissy? Where is Uncle Rodney? Where is Papa? Where is Gage? Where is Wyatt?" Never one time did she ask for me. I have a HUUUUGE guilt complex over that now. Huge. Major. In fact, I shouldn't be typing this I should be all up in her face giving her the lovins she needs but the truth is- I am tired and drained from thinking about the A/C and dealing with the carpet and putting BLM's room back together... I needed this break!
And, there are other things that I've had a sad about today, but I won't dwell. I'll just leave it there because typing it out doesn't make me feel any better it just makes me feel worse.
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7 comments:
Poor Mama! Don't feel like a bad mama--puke on a carseat is bad enough to make you want to give up mommying all together.
I am sorry that you have a sad on regarding other things. I understand not blogging about it...it's not therapeutic if writing about it makes you more upset.
I love that you phrased it "had a sad about" because my dear grandfather used to phrase it like that.
these days are tough on mama's.
Shake that guilt off like a salt shaker... your girlies are blessed, and love they love their friends.
XOXO
Just be glad you don't have boys. Seriously. You would've been in the ER... because it would've been THAT bad. Ugh.
awww (((HUGS)))
Awwww, poor thing.
It'll get better and you'll look at this tomorrow (oh wait, that's today) and laugh about how crazy ridiculous the whole ordeal was.
I envy your weekends at the lake. Your kiddos are going to have some great memories there.
Its a born in talent children have - they come out of the womb KNOWING exactly what ploys to use to make us, as mothers, feel the highest level of guilt. Hold in there, puberty will come and then you'll wonder why you felt guilty and if its ok to ship them off to boarding school!! :D
Sorry to hear about the A/C. Yes, of everything you wrote, that's what I zeroed in on. I feel your pain - when I moved to Ory-gone the biggest culture shock of my life came when I discovered that - except for places of businesses - virtually no buildings have a/c. It hit 104 this weekend. I was miserable. I'm an Okey. I need me some a/c.
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