Friday, August 31, 2012

I'm a little crabby today.

I'm fighting some kind of sinusy cold thing and I'm absolutely exhausted. Wiped out. I just want to collapse into bed and stay there for a few days. Hold me. 

And those of us with kids all know how fun it is to be feeling exhausted and crummy with the kids running around. Since I'm not lucky enough to have ALL three boys in school (just the one) school is actually a nuisance when I'm sick because it's just something I have to do first thing in the morning. And of course, Nate's working, so he can't really help out with things.

So since I'm mad at the world right now, I probably shouldn't write anything (I deem) of substance. I tried writing a couple of things and found them to be total bitchfests. Like how mad I am that our school (not the teachers - I LOVE teachers) tends to leave parents in the dark about crap and then figure that since they send (minimal) information home on the first day, we're all good. No. No, we're not. WHAT ABOUT ALL THE CONFUSION ON THE FIRST DAY?? Or the fact that *critical* information is left off of the *minimal* information, like where the kids are taken after class (i.e. NOT left in the classroom like they were in kinder) and I got to run around in a panic yesterday, looking for my child?

THAT was AWESOME. And yes, Aums Mama, I know that if I homeschooled like you, I would avoid all this school stuff. :-D

See. I'm not in any condition to be writing. Or mothering. Someone come save the younger boys from a day of television and neglect. And from constantly getting in trouble because kids smell weakness like sharks smell blood, and I know they're going to test my absolute limits today. They're already fucking killing me. Hey Brandon, it's nap time. I LOVE NAP TIME.

Pass the box of tissues, please. Or leave me a funny story in the comments. I'll love you forever.

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22 comments:

  1. That sucks. :-( I know how that feels. I hope you somehow manage to get the rest you deserve and need. Feel better soon!

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  2. Yesterday I had a headache and my 2 year old dropped the dogs metal water dish. The dog played in the water and turned into a wet dog smelly mess. And my 6 month old woke up. It was awesome. We watched cartoons until blessed naptime. NAPTIME IS AWESOME! Hang in there.

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    1. Oh yeah, wet dog smell is the greatest! Especially when you have a headache. Haa.
      Thank you!

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  3. Here's a funny-ish thing:
    You know how we have two dogs? Who act like little boy brothers? Well, the younger one has issues. Issues that prompted his regular vet to recommend we take him to a veterinary behavioral specialist -- a doggy shrink. We did. He has been diagnosed as (among other things) a very very anxious boy. Example of anxiety: Even after sniffing and barking at a large life-like *stuffed toy* dog, and having all the info he needs to know that said dog is not a real threat, he continues to feel threatened by this toy every time it is moved -- for instance, when our other dog walks past it and accidentally knocks it over, anxious dog gets his hackles up and barks at the toy dog all over again. Example #2: if other dog discovers fence is open, he will take himself for a run; when this happens, anxious dog will bark and cry horrifically, too afraid to leave the yard, and unhappy at being left alone. In essence, he tattles on his older brother. BUT. Since we took him to the behaviorist, he is now on Prozac. So *some* of the edge of the anxiety is softened. So the last time the older dog found a way out, younger anxious dog WENT WITH HIM. And I figured it out not because of any commotion in the neighborhood but because IT WAS TOO QUIET. (See? They are still JUST LIKE VERY MUSCULAR, FOUR FOOTED CHILDREN WITHOUT MUCH VERBAL ABILITY.) And I looked out the front door and there they were, two happy dogs running in tandem illegally down the street. (Anxious dog came home as soon as he saw me; Houdini sprinter kept himself busy out there for a while longer before coming home himself) ... Two days later I was visited by Animal Control. Awesome.

    Your sinusy cold thing is sucky and doesn't deserve you as a host. Wishing you clearer breathing asap.

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    1. I am cracking up over here. I don't think I've ever heard of a dog on Prozac before, but hey, whatever works, right!?! Thank you for sharing that!
      And thank you for the clearer breathing wish. I wish for it, too, and then I realize that it means I can smell all the poopy diapers, so I'm torn. ;-)

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  4. They make puppy Prozac?! Why have I not known this for the last 13 years? I too have a very anxious dog and would greatly benefit from this medicine...can they share some with me;)

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    1. It's actually people Prozac! Generic: fluoxetine. Has been used on dogs for at least 10 years, according to our vet. The "hard" part is getting the dosage (or finding the right meds if Prozac turns out to be incompatible with a particular dog) which I guess is the hard part for people, too.

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  5. Kind of a funny story....

    many yrs ago there were this set if twins in my class. One day one of the boys was just not himself and I just knew he was sick. I told the director, but he had no fever and she said he's probably just tiered.

    Anyway after lunch he didn't want to get up from the table and asked for my help, so I bend down to helpy lil friend and pull his chair out. I crouch down to get on his level so we can talk (cuz he looks miserable) and he proceeds to vomit all over me. it's even I'm my hair.

    Of course he gets sent home. I wash up as best I can but have to go home because I reek. I didn't drive back then (i was 19 and living at home) so had to ride the bus 30 and be the stinky person on the bus! but not before getting a lecture from my boss for not having a change of clothes (no sorry you were right, we should have sent him home).

    then after humiliating myself for that long long ride. I get home and my mom gives me a lecture for not having a change of clothes!

    15yrs later I still don't keep a change of clothes on me

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    1. Oh, Vanessa, I should not be laughing so hard at this!! That is so disgusting!
      Thank you, I took a nap and feel like, a touch better.

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  6. Girl, I feel your pain. I'm so grumpy/crappy/pissed off and irritable it's a wonder I haven't hurt someone. I suppose I still could. Let's fix ourselves a cocktail and some how get thru this (I'm pretty sure vodka kills sinus infections, but don't hold me to it).

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  7. You want a funny story? My son was given an in-class assignment to write about a bittersweet experience and to use a thesauras to find interesting words. He chose to write about our dog that, after having a litter of puppies, lost her mind. She jumped the fence and killed our neighbor's pet goats. (I'm getting to the funny part, I promise.) We had to put the dog down after that. The sweet: having a litter of puppies. The bitter: having to put the dog to sleep. It was bad enough that he chose to write about this awful situation, but it went down in history when he started his story with, "I was melancholy when the vet killed my bitch."
    Hope you feel better real soon.

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    1. This story is funny on sooo many levels!! Hmm, dogs are like us in that they go crazy after having kids? AND they can have people Prozac (see above comments)?? Interesting....
      The vet killed my bitch, that is classic! Thank you for sharing!

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  8. Ok - the one above made me laugh out loud! Share the misery story more than funny story. I had to take both kids (3 & 4yrs) to get shots because we are moving and the school they will attend requires them to get these shots. So, I decided to get my daughter over with first because my son tends to puke when he gets a needle. Well, she screamed and carried on so much that he wouldn't cross the threshold of the door. Then he screamed so loudly and tried to bite and kick the poor nurse. I had to wrestle him down, wrap my arms and legs around him to pin him down long enough for the nurse mto do the injection. I am sure people several buildings over heard him scream. AND if that wasn't enough, he screamed all the way to the car. A good time for everyone....

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    1. That sounds like it was a GREAT time! Thanks for sharing so I could laugh (sympathetically, of course) at your expense!

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  9. Totally exhausted kindergarten teacher here trying to cook dinner last night after getting up at 2 a.m. My daughter comes to the baby gate at the kitchen. "Hey momma". "Yes baby girl?". "I pooped in the floor".

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    1. Ooohhh! That almost is kind of cute!! Says the person who doesn't have to clean it up!
      And you are awesome for being a kindergarten teacher! I greatly admire and highly respect teachers; I could never do that job!

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  10. I totally feel your pain! (I'm 'Thea's sister, BTW) I can only say that I am truly thankful that I was sick before school started....not that I wanted to be sick, but at least I didn't have to leave the house. Feel better!!!!

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    1. Thank you, R! Glad you understand about the school thing! :-)

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