Tuesday, December 2, 2014

Serenity Now!

Allow me to tell you what lead me to a crying fit in the parking lot of speech therapy today. I woke up feeling quite ill so I decided to skip the workout I had planned (almost always a mistake). Not having that time to myself set the tone for the day, I think. As always, Abel had a few engagements we had to attend. His case worker and therapist lady (for lack of better terminology) were set to come over. I'll just let your minds wander to the chaos that ensued that had me yelling (literally) half way through the appointment "Serenity now!"
I doubt either of them are Seinfeld fans so they probably just think I'm nuts and well, I guess I am.

Kids fighting. Abel taking off his ears. Pulling off ornaments. Bumping into Christmas trees. Merit crying. Refusing to eat. All of them. Whining. It was just another day in the life, really.

Then J calls me to say he won't be taking Abel to his appointments tomorrow (which means, of course, I will be driving at least 6 hours tomorrow with at least two kids who don't particularly care to be left in a car seat that long...AGAIN).

I briefly consider jumping off a bridge. Try to pump instead. Only got one ounce.

I drive to speech. In the rain. With puke on my pants.

Afterwards, there's a party for all the kiddos in speech therapy. I thought it started at 3, though. It did not. I decided to wait for it to start until Abel decided he'd had enough and started throwing a toddler tantrum on the floor as I attempted to call Vandy to reschedule the appointments because HELLO-HOW-CAN-I-TALK-TO-DOCTORS-WITH-TWO-UNHAPPY-BABIES?! I can't even talk on the phone with one. The girl on the other end of the line tells me that the doctor we need to see is only there two days a week...and by the way, he won't be there at all next week. How do people with jobs do this? No, seriously...I want to know. I can barely keep my head above water. Because she has no appointments, I decide I just have to suck it up and go because Abel is still in pain. He cries for long stretches at night and in the car. He pulls at his ears that are red hot. And my happy child has been grumpy for a long time now. I hate it.

I hung up the phone and high tailed it to the car. I push the button to start it. I'd just have to make my apologies later for missing the party....but what do ya know? Key not detected. Jordan stopped by earlier to bring me a rescue coke and attend speech with us and accidentally took my key home with him in his pocket.

Cue tears.

How was your Tuesday?

8 comments:

Chantal said...

Oh gosh :( I'm so sorry. It sounds like it was just one thing after another.

Karen said...

Sending hugs and prayers your way - you are doing amazingly well with everything you have to deal with, I am constantly in awe of you. Don't ever forget that you are awesome and that your kids think you're awesome (even with the temper tantrums).

Jennifer Morris said...

Very similar, only involved wrangling 44 nine year Olds and all of their individual needs, coming to school sick, being sore because they have to sleep on a hard floor at night, not sleeping because parents fight, hungry because there's no food at home, and the list is endless that I can't fix. As always, I go home exhausted. My partner often says "Jesus take the wheel! "

Jen said...

:( Sending lots of love and hugs your way!

Jenna said...

Prayers sweetie! You are strong! never forget that.

Sarah said...

What a terrible, horrible, no good, very bad day! Wish I could help you!!!

JG said...

Oh my goodness, I hope the rest of your week has been easier! I'm so sorry :( That would totally break me.

Stephanie Gallegos said...

Praying and fasting for you and your whole family. You are just so amazing and beautifully strong. I thank Jesus for mothers like you. You touch more than just the lives of your children- you bless everyone around you.

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