The last few days have been ridiculous. The kids are fussy and have coughs. Braden is up 3-4 times a night screaming and crying because of his teeth. My back still hurts so I'm on pain medicine that isnt helping much so I'm not sure what the point is. ha. I'm being followed around all day by the kids wanting to be held, which is hard to do with my back. I'm about to start my period so this morning when I woke up I had cramps in the front AND more pain in my back. Lovely. Some days I just wish I could lay in bed and have someone take care of me. I wish I had a soft place to fall where I didnt have to be so strong for everyone or have so many demands to meet. I know, I know. I'm the mom. I'm the wife. There's dinner to be made, uniforms to wash, kids to bathe, shopping to be done, bills to be paid, dishes to be washed, errands to run, kids to play with, husband to please. Again...lovely.
It's cold outside and I'm tired of feeling so bad. I was over it the second it started and I'm even more over it right now. I'm frustrated that if I go to the Dr. they arent going to take it seriously even though this has been going on with little to no improvement for well over a week. I'm not wasting time away from the kids to sit in some Dr's office to be told nothing other than "take the pain meds and we'll see you back in a week." No thanks. I mean, I'll take the medicine but you wont see me. I'll suffer until death comes upon me I suppose. haha. Ok, I know this post was very much a pitty party and I apologize. I just needed to get all of that out. It's just another day of the same ol' song and dance and I'm tired and nobody seems to care. Well, they cant really. Because like I said--what other choice do I have but to get up and funtion. I'm the mom, remember? :)
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You may be the mom but that still doesn't mean you can't have a bad day (or 2...) just like everyone else. I feel for you and hope you (and the little ones that depend on you) feel better. It must be the changing of the seasons because I think moms/wives everywhere are feelng a little ambushed. I know I am.
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