ONE OF THOSE DAYS

Last night, I went to feed my dog at my house.  We have been staying at my parents house while some construction has been going on there.  Right after I got out of the car, I slipped in some mud and fell to the ground.  That was probably the springboard for my day today.

When I fell, I knew immediately that my legs were sore.  A few minutes later I realized that my belly was hurting, but not too badly, and that my back hurt pretty badly.  I came back to my parents changed, and tried my hardest not to move at all off of the couch.  At bed time, I spent about 45 minutes trying my hardest to get into a comfortable possition, but with an aching back and a beldging belly, it just wasn't going to happen.  Not in the bed anyway.  So I moved to the couch.  That was a little better, but I still was restless all night.

Mirian took a day of vacation, and I had agreed to go to her house at 5:45.  Her house in the morning could make anyone crazy with three in diapers, several who can't sit still or listen, and 3 that have to eat, brush teeth and do chores before leaving for school.

I finished in time to shower and show up late for preschool.  Both my first and second choices for breakfast were gone, so I did what any logical grown-up would do...I cried.

I went to preschool class, and no one wanted to listen.  Any kept telling me no any time I told her to do something.  Haley told me she didn't hear me.  Josue threw everything he could touch across the room in a temper tantrum. 

After preschool, I hurried to get myself and Haley fed and changed.  I ended up not changing because the only pair of jeans I could find were the ones covered with mud.  Haley did not really care that I was running late and in a hurry.  She was not.  She took her time with everything.

Teleton was the normal run of boring.  When we got home, I headed up to work on homework with Lupita, Fernando, and Adonis.  I don't know why I decided to make this a daily habit.  It is really more of a self-inflicted punishment to try to do homework with Adonis and Lupita.  At 6:00 I finally sent Adonis back to his house saying he couldn't eat until his homework was done.  It isn't that he isn't smart.  He is one of the brightest kids we have.  He just refused to work.  He didn't even have that much homework.

I realize, none of this is major or sounds that bad.  Really, a bad night's sleep combined with insane pregnancy hormones make several small events each seem like its own crisis.  Sorry to bore all 3 of you that read my blog with my whining, tomorrow will be better.