Life has been what you would call "challenging" since we returned home from our Christmas holiday. It's been one of those months where I ask myself, "Can I really survive all of this?" A day after Tyler had surgery on his ankle, Kellen came down with the Flu. So I had Tyler on one couch and Kellen on the other. Kellen of course threw-up everywhere, like he always does. That kid is a professional puker. I don't know how one little body can hold so much stuff. It truly is a sight to see. After Kellen got better, he then decided he didn't like being forced to eat dinner anymore. So every night for a week, he would choose to throw it up. We finally gave up forcing him to take just one more bite. What were we thinking?
Of course, now that Kellen is better, Brady is sick. He's had a horrible cough that causes him to also vomit everything he eats. I go in during the night to feed him, and then right after, he starts coughing everything up:( I have done a jazillion loads of laundry and cleaned the carpet at least a kazillion times. All apart of motherhood right? And to top it off, our dishwasher is broken...I keep telling myself, I'm going to be an expert cleaner after all of this.
Just to share one of these wonderful days, I chose yesterday (Sunday). I had to teach in Relief Society so I wanted to get up super early and go over my lesson one more time. However, Brady woke up early because of a dirty diaper, so I changed him, without my contacts in (totally blind) and in the dark...and didn't realize his diaper had exploded everywhere...gross I know. I then nursed him and then had him regurgitate everything back on me. I was covered in poop and milk, a lovely combination. Then, on our way out of the house, I reverse right into Tyler's car parked in the driveway. Who looks back when they reverse out of a driveway? Not ME. Anyway, I'm writing this to one day look back upon and laugh at, it's also very therapeutic:) I really am so richly blessed and it hasn't been all bad. I have a wonderful husband and two healthy little boys...almost;) It's through trials that we appreciate life, and for that I am grateful. It could always be worse:)
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That does not sound like fun, and no throw up and poop is not a fun combo. Good Luck. Call me sometime, I would love to talk to you, it has been ages. 208-604-2733.
Do you really want me and Sam to have kids? Because if so you need to stop posting stories like that. You just made me very grateful for my simple life as an auditor by day and a crafter by night. Maybe I'm not ready to give it up.
But all joking aside, that sounds like no fun at all and I'm sorry it has been such a bummer of a month.
Love you girl!
Oh man! That sounds awful!! Hang in there, you can do it!!!
Ohh Chloe! You are super woman. Puking is bad enough... but puking while there is no help from the husband is even worse. I'm sorry!
If you can handle all that you're definitely fit to have 3 ;)
Sorry chica! That sounds rough. I'm always available if you need a sympathetic if not empathetic ear. Soldier on!
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