I was ready to throw in the towel today. This has been much harder than I ever anticipated and it wasn't even me who had surgery! I'm positive it would've been hard no matter what, but with all the other sickness going on around here it hasn't helped my case.
I try to remind myself, This too shall pass.
Jace has been sweating like an overweight menopausal woman, not wanting to eat, pooping like it's going out of style, and sleeping quite a bit. I'm not sure if it's a lingering stomach bug, a cold, him getting shots, or teething. Who knows, maybe it's a combination.
This too shall pass.
I followed some wise advise from a sweet friend and have been making Camden take his Lortab for pain. It hasn't been an option. If Dan is home he holds him down and I administer the goods. If Dan isn't, I wrap him in a blanket which doubles as a restraint, and make him gag it down. Oh to be a fly on the wall at my house. I'm not sure if the medication is helping but it makes me feel a little better.
Yesterday another dear friend brought dinner by. She was probably scared for her life when she walked into my disaster of a house. I'm not joking when I say there wasn't even a spot for her to put her tupperware on my counter. She graciously opted for the spot with spilled chocolate milk and grape slush, pretending not to notice. Talk about embarrassing!
Camden was up at least 10 times last night in hysterics. I am losing the last bit of patience I have left with every passing nanosecond.
Remember Lissa, This too shall pass.
I promise I'm not writing this for your pity, because heaven knows what you'd find if you came over to help. I would probably be too embarrassed to even answer the door. This so called way of venting is mostly for my sanity. I am currently barricaded in my room with a Dr. Pepper in hand while I have some "me time" on the computer.
I know this is but a small moment in time, and hopefully someday I will look back and be grateful we went through it. But for know I look forward to remembering, This too shall pass.