Every week I tell myself I’m going to blog more posts. Plus, more reading and commenting. EVERY WEEK I tell myself this. And I’m down to what? Two posts a week on average?
Chance and I have the stomach flu. Or rather he had it and is better. I have it now and I feel like c-r-a-p! I have not had stomach flu in so long I kind of forgot how bad it is… or how long it could last. I suppose this is what happens when you handle someone else’s poop on a daily basis. Speaking of which, thank you all for such nice supportive comments in the face of my mean mommyness of the last post. Really, on the days I lose it, it’s hard to know the line between coming down too hard or working tough love. No one wants to feel like they’re playing mind games with their kid (even when their kid is playing mind games first). And despite a few spectacular flu-propelled blowouts (aka, accidents) I think the kiddo’s potty attitude is improving. (Keep fingers crossed!)
In other news, Lisa at Refuse to Blog gave me an Excellent Blog award. She’s so damn sweet. I have ten people to pass this on to as well, but I think I’m going to do that tomorrow. My stomach is still gurgling and while Chance is at preschool (because yes, I totally took him to preschool – he was going mental being locked in the house the last few days) I’m trying to juggle the limited work time, a looming deadline, and training for the prestigious Olympic bathroom dash event.
Fun times. – wg
P.S. Love this, by the way. Ludo, "Love Me Dead"