Sickness

I took my little one to the Dr. yesterday and she tested negative for the flu. She had a virus and should be gone in 48 hours. Same as my 12 year old. Told she could go back to school this morning. She was feeling fine last night and this morning. I got a text from one of the moms, who’s a helper in the class, that her tummy was hurting. I picked her up after school (prek is half day here) and she won’t eat lunch. All she wants is sprite. She won’t even eat the crackers I offer. I guess it’s back to the doctor we go, if she’s not better in the morning. She’s sad she might miss basketball practice tonight. I wish this would just go away. I hate when my babies are sick. It’s different when it’s me. I’m out of Lysol again. Forgot it at the store last night. UGH!!! 

Flu Battles

This week has been another hectic week. My 12 year old got sick. I took her to the doctor and they said she had a virus, not the flu. She needed to stay home until her fever went down. So no basketball practice or anything all week. She went back to school Thursday. Her birthday was Friday and we gave her a phone. We’ve been holding out for awhile, but there’s so many things going on now. Anyway, she feels better now. 

We go to church this morning and on the way home my 5 year old projectile pukes everywhere. I’m yelling at the other two to get the plastic bags in the back. She keeps puking everywhere and also in the bag. We get home and I’m getting things out of the car. My girls are like “hey we need to have the car detailed now.” My husband pops off “no, that’s costs $50.” Seriously???? If it was your precious piece of plastic over there, you would be on your way to get it detailed. 

I get the things out of the car. Apparently the girls had thrown their jackets on the floor and it got on those instead of the floor. Awesome, because I can throw those in the wash machine. So I grab those and take the dress of my daughter and throw everything in the washer. I had to take the car seat  and everything out. I go change clothes and as I’m doing this I’m being screamed at because, well going to get cleaning supplies is to damn hard. 

While he’s gone I do two loads of damn laundry, fold sheets, clothes, and put them up. My oldest puts my daughter in the bath and then we get her in bed. He comes back and begins his process of screaming at me again. Because apparently I haven’t done enough while he’s been gone. Oh and I spoil our kids. I’m sorry, but just because I don’t hit them and scream at them like you do, doesn’t mean I “spoil” them. Oh and maybe if you didn’t do that they might actually like you. But you know you do you. I’ll keep taking care of MY kids because that’s what I do. 

 

Weekend Fun

The girls and I were up bright and early Saturday morning for a basketball game. My baby, who is now 5, is playing on her first team. We are about halfway through the season now. We decided to stop and get donuts before the game because hey sugar right? Anytime we give her sugar she goes wild. Yeah nope didn’t work. Instead of dribbling the ball she walked with it. Usually she’s the one stealing the ball. She did a few times, but then grew tired of that. She was mad because the ref told her she had to dribble the ball. Her team did win the game though. She was excited. 

We played basketball outside that afternoon and she kept walking with the ball. It’s like she’s just so excited she forgets. So we just tell her every time to dribble. Then my 12  year old is being rough and stealing the ball. So the 5 year old is crying and hitting. They are beating each other up over the ball. Then the neighbor kid comes over and the little one is playing with him, so fighting over. My 19 year old almost got the ball stuck on top of the house. Now the ball looks funny. 

Sunday, we played basketball again. The girls are fighting as usual. The little one doesn’t want anyone coming around her when she has the ball. She is actually dribbling the ball around. I don’t know what her deal is. My husband is home today so he’s ‘directing’ her. Then I go to shoot, my husband blocks it, and I get nailed in the face with the ball. My face was red and he starts looking at the ball. Sees where the ball is messed up. Lol oops 

So this morning I get up, I think my face won’t be red. The redness is gone, but I have an imprint on my nose from the basketball. A stupid red basketball imprint on the side of my nose. Seriously! 

But on a serious note Friday I was starting to feel better from the stomach flu. Wasn’t eating much or didn’t really until this weekend. I was out doing a little playing with the kids and such. Feeling much better. MS can make you feel like crap. You have your good and bad days, but when you have something else thrown in with it... it’s tenfold. 

Opinions

You know I love when people ask me for my opinion. Then I calmly try to tell them what I think and they get very angry. Why are you getting angry? You asked for my opinion. I didn’t yell at you, also didn’t talk down to you, so why are you mad? Again, I can only answer you from my point of view and my experience with the situation, however that was enough. Apparently, I wounded a mans pride because I gave my opinion. THAT HE asked for! Bunch of horse hockey!