Last of the Summer Whine
September 1, 2010 
I feel that maybe I just shouldn't write about this stuff anymore. That by writing about it, I am possibly just dwelling on the negative and making it worse in my mind. And if I don't write about it, and pretend it doesn't exist, it will just go away.
But I've been telling myself lately that it's important to be honest in my blog. Maybe I don't tell you all the most intimate and personal details of my life, but what I do share needs to at least be an honest representation.
So I'm going to tell you a bit about my day...
Five kids. Ranging from baby to preschoolers. They are good. They are sweet. Most days I love being at home here with them.
Even though I have to repeat myself eleven times about twenty-two different things.
Even though emotional meltdowns are always lurking behind the corner.
(Theirs, not mine.)
(Which is debatable at this point, but usually it's theirs.)
But today...
My couch has been puked on (the gross side effect of a child with a cough) three times and peed on once.
I was peed on once.
One of the little men missed the toilet and peed on the bathroom floor a bit.
And one of the little women pooped in her crib at naptime.
And none of us are feeling all that well yet.
And here's the best one... When I casually mentioned to Mr. Blue Eyes that our sweet puppy, Elsa, has been wandering over to the other side of the road for some reason, he informed me that's where he's been dumping the cat litter.
Oh, yummy...
The puppy that insists on putting her mouth on you everytime you walk out the door has been eating cat poop.
There's a pleasant little revelation for ya'.
Well, every single little one is asleep at the moment, so I'm off to clean up the house, spray down every last thing with Clorox Anywhere, take my vitamins, and hide in the corner while sucking my thumb and daydreaming about becoming a perfume saleswoman.
Not necessarily in that order.
























Reader Comments (4)
LOL. I'm sorry you had such a bad day. Hopefully tomorrow will be better. Hang in there.
Suzanne
OK, I know you are having an overwhelming time.......to say the least. BUT if you are gonna get any sympathy from me you gotta quit writing so funny! Seriously. You make me just laugh!
It makes me think you are having a party there or something.
OK. Now get them all down for a nap and go find some chocolate!
Oh yes, chocolate... Why didn't I think of that?
I agree with Tauna, only YOU could make a bad day seem quite funny! :) Hopefully things started looking up for you!