And so my day continues...

This morning has been, well, a bit on the crazy side. See, once a month when I get my “monthly bill,” my right leg starts killing me. And I mean BAD… very, very painful stuff. I have an appt with a vein doctor next month and it can’t come too soon. Last night I had to sit for a while with my leg up and a heating pad on it – felt like it did when I was pregnant with Molly! Sheesh, not really what a woman needs on top of everything else we deal with the weeks surrounding “this week!”

Anyways, so yeah, I am wearing my old-woman-support-hose again. Top that with kids up before 7am. Then add in a bit of “Can I play with you?” “No, I don’t want you to play with me!” conversation between the boys. Then boys who are getting along so well they go upstairs to play together nicely. Huh? Really? Good deal, so I start cleaning the bathroom. Molly is napping, all seems right with the world.

A bit later they start fighting. I head upstairs to remind them to keep the volume down, for fear they will wake up their sister. How many times then did I have to remind them? Mikie soon thereafter comes down with pen on his face. “Where did you get the pen?” “I don’t know.” “Where is the pen now?” “I don’t know.” I go up to investigate, sure enough the red pen is on our bed, along with a rocking chair, numerous toys, backpacks and playing cards all shoved inside our sheets. Yeah… “How many times have I told you boys, play in your OWN room!” Then it happens, all the noise woke Molly up - 35 minutes before he next feeding time, nice…

So, she’s crabby, I’m trying to hold her off – lunchtime is fast approaching for all of us. I sit down to feed Mol telling the boys as soon as she’s done with her bottle, I’ll make them lunch. (My leg is throbbing at this point, even with the stocking on). “I wanna eat, can I have a snack?” “No, not until I am done feeding Molly, THEN I will make you lunch.” “But I’m still hungry Mom!” ARGH. “When I am done feeding Molly.” So lunch gets served then the boys are antsy. “What can we do now Mom?” “Umm, how about a puzzle?” Out comes the Dr. Seuss one, great choice. Apparently Bean thought so too cause she starts chewing on the puzzle pieces! Ruined 2 of them the darn freaking dog! I guess that’s not a good puzzle anymore! The boys are ticked at Bean, I’m trying to keep focus and not let the mornings events make me explode.

Soon our little buddy Ivan gets here and I’m visiting with his mom when the boys all come down yelling “he’s naked! He’s naked!” One kid comes down, then another, then Mikie… In nothing but his UNDERWARE. Laughing. They are all laughing. Shawna had to turn away ‘cause it was so comical. I’m holding Molly and have to tell Mikie to get back upstairs and get his clothes back ON! Whew… deep breath. Once Shawna took off I asked Mikie to come over so I could talk to him. “Why did you take your clothes off Mikie?” “I thought it would be funny.” “Well, lemme tell ya buddy – it was, but…” And so my day continues.

Ohh, and Jack could truly coin the phrase “why do I always have to…” these days!