Sunday night I sat here dreading working today. I normally don’t dread working because I love kids and my job is playing with them and taking care of them all day, but for some reason I was just really not ready for it. Well my gut instinct was ridiculously correct. P had a completely horrible day today. Somebody is not only teething, but she was so constipated that she was screaming.. constantly. I couldn’t get her to eat anything but I was determined to flush her out with fluids or fruits so I kept trying with the bottle. She finally relaxed long enough for me to get lunch ready for all of us and eat, well kind of.. P wouldn’t eat anything else, and E decided to follow along. Not only did she scream for attention all morning but she refused to eat her lunch as well.
Then nap time … dun dun dunnn. Haha just kidding. Kind of.
P went down with a little fussing but not too much trouble, E on the other hand seemed completely fine one minute then was literally standing, snot running down her nose, tears rolling down her face, wailing. I don’t even know if she was really breathing much at all because it was just a constant flood of snot, tears, and wails. S is here by that time and running in circles around me asking me a million questions dying to jump in a swimming pool that needs to be blown up and filled with water..
E took a bottle and I put her down for a nap, then finally got the pool ready and S was then a happy camper.
It was not long after that then P woke up. Much happier at this point and a little less constipated but that only lasted a little while and she was back to being angry. I don’t know how it happened, but the last hour seemed to fly by. Maybe it was because I gave the girls a snack, juice, and put in Finding Nemo and kept myself busy cleaning the entire place while P was taking another short nap, or maybe it was because I didn’t have the chance to look at the clock until it was 4:30 but HOORAYY! Mommy came and got her girls and I plopped down on the couch in complete exhaustion.
If it wasn’t for my mom keeping me sane and my husband coming home, cooking dinner, helping me clean dinner, making me laugh, changing E, and putting her to bed, I would be a zombie right now!
I really owe my family for everything they do for me.
After that mess of a day, I am going to go curl up in a ball and thank the Lord that I have tomorrow off! Oh and you might not want to expect much accomplishment happening tomorrow because I might still be curled up in a ball all day tomorrow 😉