Before I go on my tirade, I just want to say Happy Leap Year! So now on to the tirade . . .
I'm sick - sick with a fever, a sore throat, a stuffy head, and I slept in a strange position so now my neck is ridiculously stiff. To top it off, being sick makes me sad - depressed - whatever you call it but it isn't good. I get moody and the fact that I sat at home with my littlest guy while David took the older one to preschool and took my place as the "helping" parent made it worse. The little one heard David get into the car and start it and he immediately started yelling and screaming. The phrase, "I want to ride in the mommy car." screamed in various shrieking tones for the first 15 minutes was enough to make me want to stab myself in the eye. But, he carried on for 90 minutes; his little feet were kicking and since he was sick his nose was running green gooey snot.
Once David and the older one got back from preschool, the littlest guy had settled down but now was ready to run around the house with his brother. A full glass of water was spilled on the floor, David wanted help cleaning up, and I just wanted to put my head through a plate-glass window. In hind-sight I should have taken some Nyquil and just called it a day but I guess I'm just not that smart.
To David's credit, he decided to take the boys on a car ride but the older one was not going to have any of it. He wanted me to get into the car with them and he cried for the first 5 minutes of the drive. David brought him back home and dropped him off with me - yes, David brought him back. So much for trying to get any rest because now the one that David dropped off is running around and jumping off of things. I'm looking at this child and wondering whose child he is and why is this happening to me!?! What I really want to do is run away - run far, far away!
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