One of those weeks....

Oh boy, I'm glad it's Friday but this week has been a doozy.

We started off our Monday tired, as usual, and with one forever obstinate child who did NOT want to do her Math lesson, and proceeded to make the rest of the day pretty un-fun.

Tuesday our day started off with the dog getting sprayed by a skunk, frantically giving it a disgusting tomato juice bath, only to realize that that is an old wives tale that doesn't really work, giving it a dish-soap, peroxide bath instead, and having one of Jonathan's co-workers arrive to take him to work at 7:30 when I am groggy and in my pajamas and the house smells like skunk.

Also that day, Jonathan was gone until 11:00 at night for work (Career fair in Ames), and we ALL had to load up into the car to pick him up for his late return (at least we didn't have to drive to Ames). Oh...the cat also vomited on the carpet several times on that long, long day.

Wednesday and Thursday more random vomiting here and there, kids all needing baths and haircuts, finger nail and toe nail trimming, and basically a whole grooming service to assist them in basic hygiene.
Trying to shove school in when we can, visit from the supervising teacher which lasted two hours, and a midwife appointment late in the evening.

Then, today is Ezra's birthday and I wanted to make something healthier than our usual yellow/white cakes. So I made a carrot cake, which I tried to turn into something resembling a large Lego, which ended up just looking like a crumbling pile of crap with bird poop and marshmallows on top (Ezra very naively reassured me that it did, in fact, resemble a Lego somewhat).

And for some reason (temporary insanity, all the vomiting of the previous week, maybe sheer exhaustion) all the kids decided to conspire together to ruin Ezra's birthday and fight and pout about the fact that he got a couple presents. Jude and Violet seem to lack any concept of birthdays being a yearly event, and that a year is longer than the time it takes them to ask me if they can have this or that toy or cake.

Then, ALSO today, the city of CR replaced the shut off valve for the water at our rental because it was leaky and it was their responsibility. You would think this would be a good thing....one less thing we have to take care of. Except when they replaced it, they left the water ON (even though Jonathan told them many times we are working on the leaky plumbing and that's why it needs to have a new shut off valve) and it leaked into the house MORE than it was before. Luckily there was no real damage that wasn't there already.

Did I mention that Jonathan sprained his ankle or something and is limping around like an invalid? Oh, and I can't sleep at night unless I take Benadryl which has the fantastic side effects of motherly (pregnant) guilt, and that oh so lovely hung over feeling in the morning????

AND I have at least FOUR weeks left of being so huge I can't see my own feet let alone the zipper on my pants!!!!!!


#UR#@()(#$#@


If you read this far, I'm am so, so very sorry for you. Try to wipe your mind and think happy thoughts. Imagine a lovely beach and pretend this never happened.