I hate this, three days home and my house is falling apart.
LB is home, yet again today. Seems last night that he decided that sleep
was not a necessity for him and therefore not a necessity for me either.
I've been up since 1:00am and I'm not a happy camper today. Not at all.
I stumbled as I forced myself to go through the motions of getting the other two
kids off to school this morning. I'm exhausted.
I've spent the past few days just holding LB as he complains and cries and claws
at my face. He also seems to enjoy pulling my hair, what a joy that is.
Being home with a sick child can be such an emotionally draining thing for a
parent, but tack on an inability to communicate, to not be able to understand
what's wrong. I can't tell if he's constipated (he's been going but that
doesn't always mean that everything is working smoothly in that area with him),
does he have a sore throat, upset tummy, headache, what?
All I know is that he isn't happy and wants to be held in my arms, constantly!
Add on to all that frustration and emotional exhaustion the lack of sleep
that I'm suffering from right now and you will kind of understand how I'm
feeling right about this minute.
The nice thing is that during the weekend Hubby sat up with LB and saw what it's
like to deal on no sleep because of our sweet little darling and has actually
begun stepping up to the plate this week. He's been assisting with LB
during the evenings. This morning he got up and we talked about how LB was
up all night and Hubby has ordered me not to make dinner. He started off
by telling me how bad the house was, falling back into his old patterns again.
But then he caught himself before I could explode and smiled and said try to get
to the important stuff and to make the day a bit easier he is going to take care
of dinner today.
I have a Social Committee meeting tonight and he's going to not only
bring home dinner, but he's going to attempt to feed it to LB. Now this
might not sound like much, but when it comes to feeding LB it can become a very
frustrating thing. And it's not something that Hubby's been able to
manage. Sometimes I think that LB thinks it's funny to get his dad so
frustrated and gives him a hard time on purpose. Because he doesn't act
half as bad for me.
So tonight Hubby is going to step up to the plate and take care of things for
me.
Sometimes he amazes me and reminds me of why I fell in love with him in the
first place.
On a totally unrelated note, Hubby showed
this to me this morning before he
left for work. I guess because he knows that I'm addicted to Blogs and he
thought I'd enjoy to read some of the rants that are there.
10:46 a.m. - October 05, 2005
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