> Scorch came home from school feeling fine and then proceeded to puke everywhere 2 hours later. When the Hubs wasn’t home. So I had to clean it up. By myself. All that = my worst nightmare come to life.
> The Bean woke up 2 days ago at 5 am and decided she was up for the day. I begged to differ, so I made her stay in bed until she finally fell back asleep at 6:15 am. Last night she woke up at 3 am and we had the same battle until 4:20 am.
> Because of the Bean’s sleep battles, I’ve been too damn tired to get up and out at 5:10 to work out, so I’m feeling like an exhausted slug.
> It’s supposed to snow tomorrow.
> I went to the library and found Bossypants just sitting there on the shelf for the taking. Mind you, it was the large print edition, but I’ve been on the waiting list for this book for months, so I’m thrilled. I also found a Vince Flynn book I hadn’t read (I hope!) and another good sounding book. Hoping this pushes me out of my reading slump. I’m currently reading The Poisonwood Bible, but it’s still too early to determine if I like it or not.
> We booked our camping trip for the summer! Sure, it’s 9 months away, but at least I’ve got something to look forward to.
> Scorch went to bed early tonight, so the Hubs and I got to spend some one on one time with the Bean. Even if she is a pain in the butt, she’s pretty darn awesome and it’s fun to watch her shine.
> I didn’t gag, freak out, or run out of the room crying when Scorch got sick so I am feeling like a Responsible Parent.
Here’s hoping that tomorrows good outweighs the bad again!
Oh god, I have PTSD as it relates to kids barfing (I’m not using that term lightly…we had a round of Noro virus and it was truly traumatic in so many ways). ANYTHING else I can handle, but every time my husband leaves for more than an overnight trip I say a lengthy prayer to whomever cares to listen that no one barfs while he’s gone.
Sleep issues suck so much. Here’s hoping the early wake-ups stop cold turkey.
I always joke with my husband that I’d rather my kids injure themselves then puke near me. Only, I’m not joking. Obviously not a serious injury but a little scrap or sprain is fine!