Well, as some of you may know my birthday way earlier this week. This by far is the hardest "holiday" without my mom. She remembered my birthday in a special way, as any mom can relate. So instead of getting all teary eyed with you, i will lighten the mood with a little humor ....as i usually do in uncomfortable situations! So here it goes...Tuesday morning, my birthday, Tuesdays in general are out busiest day...our normal schedule was thrown off because aaron woke up not feeling well ( i doubted it a bit, that comes in to play a little later). He said his stomach hurt, riiiiight. Hurt too bad to unload the dishwasher.....but then he convinced me while blowing up the down stairs bathroom his stomach pain probably had something to do with gas pains :) ...I asked Eric to go up stairs and turn off all the lights and flush all the toilets (im sure you can identify with why) ...Eric went up stairs, then came down, jobs completed......? After a short discussion with Aaron we came to the agreement that he would stay home and see how he did, reevaluate when eric needed to be dropped off..."Normal Tuesday" just went sideways:
Aaron calls to me from up stairs "mom, the toilet clogged, who didnt flush it before i went?"
Me "aaron did you poop on top of what was already in the toilet?" "Eric, did you not flush the toilets?"
I headed up stairs to plunge the toilet...very frustrated at the lack of obedience of Eric and the awareness of Aaron to flush the toilet before he dropped his business in it! I plunged the toilet and a little spash of feces landed on my face in the process, gross. Aaron did turn the water off...way to go aaron! I decided that in leiu of putting my head close to the bowl filled with brown water i would just rinse the plunger in the bath tub directly behind me...great plan...not. For some reason, REALLY ...for some reason when we always use the bath tub NEVER the shower head, i turned on the water to get dowsed with the shower head pointed right at my freshly curled hair....Normal Tuesday......I was pissed at this point. Headed down stairs to yell at someone...all of them....get in the car, because of course this is the day im supposed to bring snacks and decor for my women's Bible study, that i CANT go to because i have a child that has diahreah ..honestly....so we went to ROth's and purchased the king cake for the Bible study, headed to the church to drop off, hoping no one would notice my sour attitude and half flat hair...Quick in and out (oh yes, i did cut a piece of cake for myself and take it to go, yes i did). We got home...and the boys fought...and fought...and fought...i had had enough. There were a lot of warnings and a few efforts to persuade their behavior by means of a wooden spoon...i decided feeling well enough to fight, may as well send him to school, so i did. Dropped them both off at 11:45, and headed home, fed Cam lunch and put him in bed for his name, and then I, took a nap myself, an effort to push the reset button.....it did mostly with my attitude, i woke up and i started to feel an aura of a migraine...ran for the tylenol, and then realized i needed a caffiene chaser to avoid a full blown migraine....I packed all three boys to the local fast stop to get a 99c dr. pepper, i told the boys stayin the car ill be a minute. Aaron says "i dont feel well" so i think -here we go again, i dont feel good, but i feel well enough to fight with eric...sure aaron,- I say " wait here" I was quick, in an out in less than 60sec even cut in front of a man to give my dollar to Jim, the local petroleum transfer specialist, "keep the penny" and i was out....got in the truck....Eric "Aaron threw up! out the window!" sure enough aaron puked a huge pile of pink (strawberries) while i was in the store for 60 seconds...i am thankful not in the car, but gross, he did this while the people who live in the house right next to the fast stop were pulling in to watch...great, im the mom who left my kids in the car to go get a fix, busted, nothing like a little discretion in the way pink projectile out the window to out me on leaving the kids in the car....I headed home defeated and ready for bed time...yes it was 3:30pm...aaron says "see, now do you believe me?" (that he was sick)...yep now i believe you aaron. Way to go lael! start off a new year with a new low..then there is no where to go but up!
Don't judge...out!