Well, you know what I love about summer? We usually don't see snot for at least 3 straight months. Ever since the summer started showing tiny signs of ending, I've been wary and squirting disinfectant on the kids every time we get back into the van from any outing. We finally went to the Y for the first time in maybe a month. It was a zumba class and I LOVED it. But it gave us a little snot. Snot makes Kate cry in the night. It makes her mad at her sheet, whether it's twisted or flat, on or off. In addition to cranky Kate waking through the night, the bulb in the girls' princess lamp is out, so they wake up needing to potty and they freak out. All of these things together caused me to get up nearly every hour last night. Coffee is a great thing, but it's pretty useless for me on less than 5 hours of sleep.
So on this rainy day, with us all being a little on the cranky side, there are still errands to run. Kate, who usually insists on walking rather than riding in a cart these days, changed things up and cried, "I carry you." the whole time. I was so excited to wear jeans today with it being cool-ish. I was cursing my jeans this morning, as I sweat like a man, lugging everyone's jacket and cranky Kate. People just glanced at my noisy, struggling situation, and then looked at my huge tummy and they look pretty worried for me. I'm a little worried for me.
A girl in the parking lot with her two kids stopped me and said they were thinking about doing what we had done (gesticulating toward my belly), and asked, with a nervous laugh, how it was. I could hardly answer her question for the one crying on my hip and the other impatient one begging me to open the van door. I was like, "haha, ya, you should do it!"
But seriously, she should.
Oh, so many things were the last straw today. The syrup in the grocery cart leaked on the rain coats stashed at the bottom of the cart. Well, I guess that's the only "last straw" situation I can think of now. I guess it just felt like there were more. But at the end of the day, as I put the girls into bed, Kate says, "I need a tiss and a hoog." And I think I should have 12 more of her.
4 comments:
ah, makes me cry. I'm so excited about your new little weird and adorable and awesome baby.
Yes, Imogen and Fine Frenzy. For sure. It will make your day brighter. When I listen to them, I feel this nice calm. It's my homework/running/driving to work/I miss Tyler music. It's good for everything and safe for innocent baby ears.
Riley is so rude to yawn so loudly, but I love the picture of it in my mind. I laughed. You and Alyson's posts make me want babies right now. But I'll wait. Our kid is going to be weird looking though since we look nothing alike, but it's going to be so cool. I think it will start talking fresh out of the womb.
You always have such a bright side to everything no matter how bad your day. That's how I know you're going to get through this. We missed you at the lake. Take care and can't wait to hear about this 4th Weber Wonder! Love, Amy
So, your story made me feel all warm and fuzzy... I'm currently in a bad mood because I'm up taking care of things I'd rather not post (nursing issues - use your imagination. Thought I'd look at your blog and it cheered me up.
........ sorry your day was less than perfect.... thanks for sharing it.
Aw. At least 12 more:) Sunday we picked up our boy from the 2's class and Kate waved at J and kept saying, 'Bye by!" It was cute.
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