Thursday, March 12, 2009

You wanna hear about my day?

I sure hope so, because here I go...

The photo was taken this afternoon and it is a totally adorable and sweet photograph of my little girl. It is NOTHING like my day. She was peacefully reading her books. At first I was going to post this photo with a story about how hard it is to keep a house in 'open house' shape with a toddler. Her books take forever to get back on the shelf... and only moments to demolish. But now this photo is there to tell you that this is what my day WAS NOT.

Woke up this morning, got my house in 'show shape' which is insanity. Stuffing laundry into machines, cleaning the cat mess, folding the towels, hiding the trash, making it look like no body lives here... Argh.

I packed up breakfast, Madeline AND the cat and went to my parents. We ate and watched Sesame Street then after an hour, headed home. It was on the way out the door, with a diaper bag, my purse, a cat carrier and Madeline when she threw herself to the ground as I was holding her hand. She cried and I thought she was just upset because she didn't want to leave. I picked her up and got her into the car. It wasn't until we got home that I realized there was an issue. We've had issues with nurse maid's elbow in the past if you remember. So we headed off to the doctor to pop it back on place.

After that we came home, ate lunch and took a nap. Well, Madeline took a nap. I fielded what seems like 100 phone calls in an hours time all dealing with our closing tomorrow. STRESS!!!

At 4:30p Kevin and I met our Realtor at the new house for our final walk through. Madeline stayed with Poppy. All is well.

When we got back to my parents Madeline was crying. She had tripped and fell and for some reason she was inconsolable. She was so upset in fact we had a repeat of this wondrous afternoon and she vomited in my hands. After cleaning her and me up, she settled down and cuddled up with me on the couch. We ate dinner.

We came home, and I got her into a bath. We were about 1/2 and hour late for bed time when she peed on the floor and her kiki (or lovey blanket). So I had to wash and dry her kiki in record time just to get her to bed.

I am exhausted.



bridget said...

I'm exhausted just reading about it!

Elliot said...

Oh and I might just share too much information on our blogs.

Molly said...

I wonder where you kids get that tendency?

mGk said...

Our father.

Gina said...

Thank you. Thank you for sharing and letting me know I am not the only one living that life.