The baby spent one night throwing up every 10-15 minutes from 2-4 a.m. She was bright and cheerful by 7 in the morning though. Then she fell down stairs another day and put a tooth all the way through her lower lip (but at least we didn't need stitches). The 3 year old has been un-potty-training -- leaving puddles and smelly underwear in his wake. The 5 year old finds a grievance against her person every 5 minutes. The 7 year old is having a lot of trouble with math, again. And the 10 year old is acting like a morose almost teenager and complaining over the injustice of being asked to do school work that he isn't fond of.
And me? Well, I'm sleeping poorly and everything aches. I'm really not sure every morning how I'm going to get out of bed (certain areas that get a lot of extra pressure from the wee bairn are quite painful and almost seem worse after a night of sleep). As mentioned already, I'm just whiny. I can't do things I want to do and things aren't necessarily happening according to my plans and I hate that!
But some good things are happening. Today was beautiful. Laundry hung outside smells lovely. The kids are probably learning something and even if they aren't they are enjoying playing outside and catching caterpillars.
Remind me. I will survive and feel better eventually, right?