A friend said to me yesterday, something along the lines of, “I like reading your blog; You do so many things- I don’t know how you do it all.”
First, I now know the one person reading this blog- other than my mom.
Second, just to clarify – it ain’t always pretty around here. The benefit of a blog is only the Pinterest-worthy is highlighted. You don’t see photos with the dried toothpaste splattered everywhere or hear about the time (times plural if I am being honest) I screamed at my kids. The messy, ugly, complicated areas of life are tucked away.
But I can assure you, it ain’t always pretty. Let’s take last night for instance. Mike has been in Naples on business all week leaving me single Mama. All was well until last night when Raynes began to cry hysterically at 8:30, clutching his stomach. My self-dubbed RN degree told me it was one of two things: appendicitis or constipation.
After rubbing his belly, giving him Ibuprofen and the fun act of administering a suppository (with Nurse Britton assisting) over the course of two hours of screaming (two hours!), my suspicions were confirmed. Nothing says relaxing Tuesday night like glycerin suppositories.
Oh, and for dinner I fed the kids cereal. I’m good like that.
While I’m spilling the beans I’ll go ahead and tell you that I might have told Kenley to stop honing her math skills on a new app her teacher told had her download because it was interfering with The Voice. You like that?
I guess I shouldn’t be surprised that as I am sitting here at 6:36 am typing this post, Tucker just peed on Mike’s cow hide rug. Wow, that’s a lot of urine. Should I clean it now or can it wait until I have a few sips of coffee first?
There you have it: the good, the bad, the ugly.
And that’s just been the past 9 hours…..