God help them I hope they all have better luck than mine.
Yes, thank you for asking, I AM having a feel sorry for myself day. Terra is puking and shitting everywhere and has been for hours. She is NEVER sick, which means that A) I'm unprepared for the sudden mid-dinner onset of vomiting and B) she's finding it difficult to cope with being sick as she has no practice.
Those who have no children (or weak stomachs) stop here.
Still with me? OK, you were forewarned.
She at one point -in an unsuccessful run for the bathroom- wretched some unidentified lake of gunk in the middle of my dining room floor. Scott says "ewww" and I look at him like he's nuts (I mean, it's puke, gimme a break, right?) His reply was, "That sounded like it came out the other end too..." Being right up near the front end, enjoying the views and sounds thereof had masked any other sounds, and I missed the rear-end sound effects, but lo and behold, she'd no only puked all over, she'd left quite the odorific package behind her as well. Thank god for pull-ups. Unfortunately for me though, she's been dirty-diaper free for nearly 2 years and man did she/I/we really lose it over the shitty diaper idea. I was gagging, and she was yellin' "get it off me mommy, get it off!" I have two words for ya. Bath Time.
Plus my moods been rotten, the weather is yucky, my budget has been shot to hell by christmas shopping, and I'm anticipating QUITE the utilities bill this month, what with turning the heat on and all.
I've put in applications here and there, inquired about other jobs that wouldn't require actual applications... nothing. I've been a stay-at-home-mom for 2 1/2 years and apparently I've become unemployable. Like waiting tables is something a mother with 5 kids could possibly become out of practice for?