May Day! May Day!

I am looking forward to the end of April.

It's been another rough month.

Of course... that first week in May we've got two very important appointments.

May 3rd - I'm seeing a specialist - did I tell you I spent a Sunday in the ER this past month with severe abdominal cramping. I thought for sure it was my appendix. So, it's probably IBS. blah.

May 5th - We're meeting with Quinn's original foot doctor, Dr. Bielski, to talk about the S-word. blah.

I wonder what May will be like...

Spring Break 2010 - AKA - Toddler's Gone Wild

So, the plans I had for our spring break didn't really work out. Sure, the weather was fabulous. The best spring break weather I remember in a long time. But with a sinus infection, ear infection, some bronchitis, and allergies coming to visit - we didn't have the energy to go anywhere or do anything. (Those illnesses were shared between three of us.)

Instead, we layed around the house - watching movies... not really doing much of anything. Sure, I'll get an urge to clean up a little - and I focus on one room and then I'm exhausted. Out of the three of us, Liam's been the luckiest. Just an ear infection that we caught early. So, as I've been laying around, almost asleep, he's been, um, having a run of the house, I suppose. Locked doors, lost membership cards that I vaguely remember watching him pretend with, dumped puzzle pieces, kitchen spices taken out of the cabinets, pots, pans, spoons, etc... Oh... and this...


I also vaguely remember the boys thinking it was the funniest thing to run around the house in nothing but their undies. Maybe it was funny...

Drowning in an Ocean

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I suppose that title could describe how I feel... looking around my house... knowing all the stuff I have to do... but it's not.

Nope.

It's the sensation I feel while using this.

That's right. I'm a user.

But you know what? It works.

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Dear Body

Dear Body,

Thank you for waiting until the craziness that is known as Thanksgiving/Quinn's birthday was over to get sick.

I really appreciate it.

Really.

Of course, you could have waited just one more week, but that's okay. It'll all work out alright.

Also, I'm sorry you hurt so much. I don't remember ever hurting this much before. It sucks. The doctor said you'll feel better soon - like tomorrow.

Yours truly,
me