If I can make it through this week I’ll be so happy! I was up the whole night throwing up and well… I have it coming out both ends. Not pleasant info. I’ve never had that before, and it’s so violent! I can’t even stand up, my poor Cougar. Our bowels are exactly the same, this is a horrible bug! I can’t remember ever being so violently ill. I’m excited for Finn to nap so I can get some rest. At least Jude is punk too and we just snuggle together. Finn has been such a trouble maker. So much for my emotional calm streak, I had to give Finn a good whack on the petutie. He was sick earlier in the week and Jude and I are in the thick of it now. I feel bad that Finn has to be cooped up. I’ve taken 5 baths today because my body is aching and cold! Finn brought in his pool floaties and they took up the whole tub. My house has gotten destroyed, Finn has taken to role of destructor, pouring water on the floor, smearing tooth paste all over the carpet. Things are not looking pretty today! I have never been in this rough of shape that I couldn’t still walk around a little. Cheri, I’ll be much more empathetic when you’re sick after suffering like this. It takes a lot to make me throw up. And I’ve thrown up 12 times!
I am seriously curious about this so if you have any thoughts can you please share with me because I really would appreciate hearing your thoughts. Cheri you seem to understand my brain pretty well maybe you can articulate why this happens.
I don’t know how to articulate my questions concisely.
Question: Why is it when I do something unique/special that initially gives me a ‘high’ or relieves stress quickly becomes common place or not enough – and quickly becomes part of my every day instead of what it was originally which was a source to draw renewed energy from.
Tonight Jude and I went down to the Urgent Care because for the last two days that child has been pretty much insufferable. It feels like he cries the entire day, and I can take A LOT of crying before I’m beat down. Tonight however after swimming all day, and a long trip to the park with one nap he refused to go to bed. He was exhausted and just wailed and screamed for 45 minutes. I was like THAT IS IT, something is wrong with this kid. So I take him over, kill two hours just to be told – like every time… that everything looks good. I thought at least he had some molers coming in, but doesn’t seem like it. Grrrrr. I just have to vent for a short moment. I have been trying for the last three months to have our pediatrician just look at Jude and they are always slammed and when our day finally comes around the Doctor decides to go home sick so we are pushed off for literally another month . I didn’t realize how proactive you have to be as a parent, but seriously you have to fight tooth and nail if you feel like something is wrong to take it seriously. I mean these are the days we live in, I call in to ask a nurse a question and she asks me “Don’t you have the internet?!” It was a real question too, not just me freaking out about nothing stuff. Sigh. Struggs!
It’s no secret that I’m long winded – if you don’t have time feel free to skip to the middle.
Well, first off let me say it didn’t feel good. It also probably didn’t help that Ryan just left for his trip. This was a great confidence builder.
Things I try to remember constantly before passing judgement on anyone.
1. Give people the benefit of the doubt
2. Everyone’s doing the best they can.