let me tell you about my day yesterday. i think i am almost to the point of laughing about it now so i wont swear while telling it. it all started with my 71/2 month old samantha crying all night and me ending up holding her for hours, getting in total about 2 hours of sleep from 6am-8am. then the day had begun…. if i had known what was coming, i would have crawled straight back into bed and kept the covers over my head until night came…but then i would have to repeat the same process…so there was no hiding either way.
ted (my husband) was home, in bed, completely sick and almost dead. i knew samantha had the swine flu since my 2 year old hailey had it, but i felt like i needed to take her in anyways. so we sat and sat and sat for over an hour until the doc made it to us. (i am not a patient person so this was hell for me) (by the way hell is not a bad word in my house so that doesn’t count as swearing) turns out she had 2 ear infections, croupe, a red throat, AND swine. so afterwards i dropped her off at home and went to walmart to get all the prescriptions and some groceries since we were completely out of food. i loaded up the biggest shopping cart ever, went through the line, bagged them all up, then realized ted had taken my card OUT of my wallet. so i left the grocery cart, went home, came back, waited in LINE (there is that waiting thing again), then finally made it home.
samantha’s fever was SUPER bad when i got back, so i decided to put her in the bath. i started the water, and took her diaper off, held her while i fixed the bathtub, i realized when i looked down that i was COMPLETELY covered in POO. she had already did her morningly poop routine so i was not expecting that one. this is when i screamed for ted to get out of bed “RIGHT NOW” if he wanted to keep his wife from having a nervous breakdown.
so i waited for him to go downstairs and find the wipees. waiting again, but this time holding samantha’s ankles and trying not to look at my arm, leg, and shirt since i have a bad gag reflex and i refused to dry heave in the middle of all this. he finally came, and i panicked as i wiped her and me down and without thinking threw all the wipes in the toliet….until i flushed it and it overflowed.
i was sobbing. asking God WHY i had to be alive that day. well…. i managed to clean everything up, left my poopy pants in the sink, got my girls dressed (sorta) and put them down for a nap. i finally got 2 amazing hours of sleep, and when i woke up, i went over to check on hailey, and i found her asleep in the middle of her room on the floor, completely naked, laying in pee….on the carpet. then, i sat on the couch for the rest of the night and left my house to stink up with dirty dishes and poo.
moral of the story is….. always check your baby’s diaper BEFORE you put them in the bath….even if they already pooped that day. and to not put wipees in the toliet. and to never potty train. and to check your wallet to make sure your husband didn’t take anything out of it. and of course to learn to laugh at it the next day.
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here is a post finally….things are still slow, but i promise its looking up little by little. thanks for waiting! this family could not stop smiling… i really did love them.






