As I sit at the computer, reading my favorite blogs and snarky tv recaps, little Miss Q sits at my feet. She is oh-so-the-fourth-child. Why? Here are the "toys" she's playing with:
*a plastic blue cup
*a little container of yellow playdough (with the lid on...I'm not that bad of a mother!)
*a white fabric covered headband
Wow. I didn't realize I was so other directed, as they say. Oh well.
Enjoy, little one. Enjoy.
Wednesday, April 22, 2009
Tuesday, April 21, 2009
Oh. Okay, then.
So I've had an epiphany.
As you may know, this has been a very long, very hard year here at the Zoo. I'm not talking about the year 2009, but I'm talking about "the year" that started a few weeks before giving birth to Miss Q...so about 9 months, so far...when I sprained/broke my ankle. And then had a baby. And then came home and found lice. And then got a uterine infection. And had the nearly-bake-my-baby-in-the-window experience (she's just fine, but scared the HOLY COW out of me). And then school started and we still had lice, etc. etc. etc., only to be recently experiencing Super J's kinda sorta job...pause??? We don't know what the heck is going on with that, which is almost more stressful than him being out and out fired. Because then we could act and make decisions. But anyway, I digress.
The most recent thing on my long list of "Are you serious? You've got to be kidding me!" moments is the fact that we've just "enjoyed" a serious bout with stomach flu. Montezuma revenge, my friends. Or, as Super J says, "Your Mexican Diet." I believe it's only the 24 hour type, but can I just say, HOLYCOWIWASSICK!!!! I seriously lost 5 pounds overnight. That's probably the silver lining in all this. So, Wahoo to that 5 pounds. Now I'm only 10 pounds away from my starting weight when I got pregnant with Miss Q, which isn't anything to boast about in and of itself, but we'll take whatever silver lining we can get, shall we?
So, I was talking to Super J about how this SUCKS! I mean, when does it get over, I asked him. And then it hits me...it doesn't. This is just life. This is life with six people, living in one home. There will always be SOMETHING. ALWAYS!
It's like I signed up for the 5K only to find out that I'm actually running a marathon. I'm ready for it to be over, but I still have MUCH MORE TO GO.
Now I just have to wrap my brain around that little fact. That it won't "get over" anytime soon. It just won't. Because statistically, again, with six people...there's going to be something else around the corner.
In the meantime, my house is basically a wreck but I'm too worn out to really care (Okay, that's a lie. I totally care. I just don't feel like doing diddlysquat because I feel wiped out). The exterminator guy will just have to come and not judge and just do his job because, yes, Gentle Reader, we have an infestation of ants. And a Miss O who FREAKS OUT whenever she sees a bug. Sigh.
I'm gonna go lay down.
As you may know, this has been a very long, very hard year here at the Zoo. I'm not talking about the year 2009, but I'm talking about "the year" that started a few weeks before giving birth to Miss Q...so about 9 months, so far...when I sprained/broke my ankle. And then had a baby. And then came home and found lice. And then got a uterine infection. And had the nearly-bake-my-baby-in-the-window experience (she's just fine, but scared the HOLY COW out of me). And then school started and we still had lice, etc. etc. etc., only to be recently experiencing Super J's kinda sorta job...pause??? We don't know what the heck is going on with that, which is almost more stressful than him being out and out fired. Because then we could act and make decisions. But anyway, I digress.
The most recent thing on my long list of "Are you serious? You've got to be kidding me!" moments is the fact that we've just "enjoyed" a serious bout with stomach flu. Montezuma revenge, my friends. Or, as Super J says, "Your Mexican Diet." I believe it's only the 24 hour type, but can I just say, HOLYCOWIWASSICK!!!! I seriously lost 5 pounds overnight. That's probably the silver lining in all this. So, Wahoo to that 5 pounds. Now I'm only 10 pounds away from my starting weight when I got pregnant with Miss Q, which isn't anything to boast about in and of itself, but we'll take whatever silver lining we can get, shall we?
So, I was talking to Super J about how this SUCKS! I mean, when does it get over, I asked him. And then it hits me...it doesn't. This is just life. This is life with six people, living in one home. There will always be SOMETHING. ALWAYS!
It's like I signed up for the 5K only to find out that I'm actually running a marathon. I'm ready for it to be over, but I still have MUCH MORE TO GO.
Now I just have to wrap my brain around that little fact. That it won't "get over" anytime soon. It just won't. Because statistically, again, with six people...there's going to be something else around the corner.
In the meantime, my house is basically a wreck but I'm too worn out to really care (Okay, that's a lie. I totally care. I just don't feel like doing diddlysquat because I feel wiped out). The exterminator guy will just have to come and not judge and just do his job because, yes, Gentle Reader, we have an infestation of ants. And a Miss O who FREAKS OUT whenever she sees a bug. Sigh.
I'm gonna go lay down.
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