Reasons for said funk...
1. WEATHER. I am over winter. I know we have a mild winter compared to a lot of you but it seems like there have been more dark/rainy/gray/icy/gross days than sunny but still cold days. Move on winter.
2. I was sick last week. Sick like whoa. It started on Wednesday while B was at MDO but she was home with me the rest of the week. I barely survived Thursday. All I wanted was to curl up in a ball and she was like LET'S PLAY JUMP RUN TOYS FOOD POTTY MOM! It was not easy. She was especially NOT independent and she was not having the "night night" game which is usually a fave. We made it through.
pretty much sums it up...
3. Lonnie was on call this weekend. I was still sick so that makes for bayyyysically no fun at all.
4. I miss my Lonnie. It seems that we haven't had any time just the 2 of us in 47 months. I'm exaggerating. You get my point. We have a little getaway planned for the next time he is off so I am counting down the days...hours...minutes...
5. I am kind of at a loss as to what to do about wanting to try for another baby. I've never felt this way about it. Before I just called the clinic and we got started in that direction. But since our clinic completely screwed us over in July I'm just not sure I can go back there. So then what? Any other clinic will require minimum of 5 hours of travel one way or a plane flight. Does that sound easy to you? No. So here I sit just wavering on what to do next. I am ready to do something I am just not sure what. It makes me feel yucky.
6. I am starting to feel the need for a change around these parts. I am sure all of the above whines lead my brain to thinking these things but I am just not feeling the stay at home mom gig right now. The other day someone asked me what I had been up to. Simple and innocent question. But all I could come up with was shit. I am sure they didn't want to hear about the fact that I had spent 3 hours that morning bribing Blakely to sit on the potty. Recently she has become deathly afraid of pooping. Apparently it hurt once or something so she was trying to hold it in. No amount of marshmallow bribery would work. We would play, she would grab her butt and yell poop, we would go to the toilet and she would jump right off of it. Repeat every 30-45 seconds for 3 hours until we had success. I literally could not come up with any other topic of conversation for my friend. Probably an ex-friend now! (I think we have since solved this problem. Thank God because one more episode like that may have sent me to crazytown) I am just itching to use my brain for something other than dishes, laundry, poop, bills, toddler games, dishes, cleaning, more toddler games, cooking, grocery shopping, more damn dishes, blah blah blah now I'm rambling. See? I have mushy brain.
Ok. I think that is enough. Woe is me and I need to get over it. I know and I will. Riiiight after I show you a little of this.
All photos by HER
Feel free to kick me in the booty for such a whiny post. At least there are pictures?




















































