Wednesday, April 20, 2011

One. Of. Those. Days... zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz

So, yesterday completely conspired against me. Yesterday was a jerk - just sayin'.

I woke up because Lily Ruth was shrieking 'Mama!!!!! Mommmmmyyyyyyyyy!!! Mom-eeeeeeeee!' right. in. my. face. It was kind-of downhill from there. She earned a time-out before we even got out of bed by attempting to hurl herself off of the bed backward in a fit of temper.

There was a short-lived upswing as I readied myself to leave the house. My hair was clean and moderately styled. My skin was clear-ish - or at least better than it has been in a while. Yaaaayyyyyy.

Then I tried to get dressed. I was so bloated that every single clothing combination that I tried made me look 6-7 months pregnant. I ended up in jeans shorts and a maternity t-shirt. Strangely, the maternity tee made me look less pregnant than my regular clothes. See what I mean? Jerk.

We made it to Michael's for some kid-friendly acrylic paints. I'm not ready to invest in the liquid watercolors, but I wanted to give Lily Ruth a chance to really put some paint on a brush - or even her fingers! We also stocked up on stickers. The thick foam kind since Darling One's tiny fingers have a hard time getting the flat ones to rest sticky-side down on paper.

Then we went to Henry's house and tried to take a walk with Henry, his Mama (who Lily Ruth now calls 'Miss Kerrie' instead of 'Henry's Mama' - I know! Big Girl!), and his baby sister Lara (Baby Rara). It was hot. Damn Hot. I could feel my hair lifting up off my head in a frizzy, whacked-out manner. Baby Lara was also not a fan of yesterday. Our walk petered out in less than 15 minutes. We retired to the house for a rousing round (or 3) of 'MINE!!!', 'SHAAAAARRRRE!' and 'Nooooooooooooooooo'. Lily ultimately melted down completely and had to be removed from the area whist sobbing 'Uth zoo. Ish, Mama. Ish.' - Side note: Kerrie has confessed to truly appreciating stories that involve Lily Ruth not acting like a complete angel. They make her feel better when Henry has been acting like a monster-tot. I'm sure that yesterday's display filled her larder for the next rainy day.

Contrary to popular vote, we did not retire to the zoo. We went home for nap. She was so wiped out from the almost constant temper tantrums that she went down almost an hour early. I conducted some business (aka: purchasing Signing Time dvd's at over half-off!!) and started to wind down to nap as well. Then... THE DOORBELL RANG. I almost came unglued. The dog did become unglued. The poor guy trying to sell me on his tree trimming service left in a hurry. Lily Ruth woke up much earlier than she should have, and in a foul mood.

Ugh. Then it was grocery store, cooking and off to the Homestead for family dinner and garden tending. Lily Ruth kept up the nasty attitude, and I started to slide into exhaustion. If my mom was any less awesome than she is, I would have been in tears before we left.

Ya'll, I am so depleted! I am running on fumes. I get a full night's sleep every night... wait, I don't get a full night's sleep any night. Between the husband's snoring, the dog's random barking fits, and the baby's multiple (unmet) demands for 'Mama, Mama, Mama, Mama', and the massively unwelcome adrenaline rush that I get each time one of those things wakes me, I am awake for a good portion of the night. Then Madam comes into my bed between 5 and 6. I don't truly fall asleep again, and she gets up for good by 7 or 7:30. HEEEELLLLLP! How do I get caught up?


  1. Great post, I can relate! Let me just say I do not like door vote, disconnect it and stick a note that says, "Please knock" right over the door bell botton. It works, I've done it!!! Wish I had a clever idea for the barking but at least the door bell won't ring. Can't wait to see how Lily Ruth and her Mama do tomorrow :) (I've never left a comment on a post before so in case you're wondering, it's me Jill C):)

  2. Jill, the dog barks even if it's just knocking :-/ I'm thinking along the lines of a sign that says 'If it's between the hours of noon and 4, DO NOT APPROACH THIS DOOR WITHOUT AN APPOINTMENT. If you wake my baby, YOU will put her back to sleep.'

  3. Yep, that would probably work :) ((hugs))