Seriously. If you only knew what I just had to clean up (or rather, what I'm in the middle of cleaning up) you would bring me endless diet coke and cookies (even though I'm officially off of both!). If you knew that I've already cleaned up the same magnitude(and same content) of mess already once this week you would whisk me away for a girls night out. If you knew that I do this day after day you would beg me to let you take me to get a pedicure. I can never, never, EVER leave my house without coming home to some DISASTER most of the time involving POOP. Today takes the cake. I just loaded the ENTIRE content of my toy room in to the washing machine, the dishwasher and a sink full of bleach and I am now headed to rent a carpet cleaner. I almost took pictures because if I just told you you wouldn't believe me but didn't because that is just gross. Sigh. Matthais, crying because he was babysitting when the incident occurred, asked me why we have to have Ian in our family. When I am knee deep in poop I wonder the same thing. What am I learning from this? Why do the lessons keep repeating themselves? When will I ever receive some relief?? Sometimes the things I know to be true are of no comfort. Things are just not fair. But that's life right?? I find myself telling my kids that all the time...Life is not fair; it's a little hard to be on that not so fair side. Well, I better run and get that carpet cleaner before it dries. Of course that will require leaving the kids home while I leave my house. Wonder what I'll get to come home to next.
Tuesday, April 20, 2010
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4 people not afraid to say something:
I am so sorry Angi! I will quit complaining about having to clean poop off of legs and clothes and just be glad it didn't spread anywhere else. This is definitely a rough "mom" day. Good luck!
Ang, that really sucks. I don't know how you do it over and over and over. I was reading a talk from Elder Eyring titled adversity. Look it up when you get a chance. It was very good. Love ya!
Oh my. After I have the baby, You call, I'll bring over my carpet cleaner and help. But before the baby we'd just be cleaning up vomit and poop. Not helpful. Seriously though, ang. Call me if you need me. PLEASE. Even if it's to run and errand for you or anything. I am here.
Angi, it's not fair. I regularly tell my kids there's only two kinds of fair: 1)The State Fair and 2)The County Fair. But at some point you want to scream, "Where is equity in this?" I put your name on the temple prayer roll tonight. I love you.
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