So I have fibromyalgia, cancer and now...diverticulitis. That's chronic pain + well, cancer + rotten guts. My side hurts worse than labor and it feels like my husband used my side as an ashtray. I keep feeling like I'm gonna poop my pants but nothing happens. Dr's pain killers don't work and he said all I can do is wait it out til it passes...no pun intended.
So I feel like crap and I'm a stay-at-home mom with my 4 year old son. All I wanted to do today was lay around hooked up to my heating pad, watch Sunshine Cleaning and quietly doze off to my happy place...BUT NO I needed to like feed my son and wipe his butt and open stuff for him and log him on the computer and get him dressed and read him a story and get him some "miwk" to drink and take a picture of him with my phone and call Mimi for him and look out the window at the bus Mawmaw and answer WHY? to everything and give him a bath and push him on the swing and customize his hot wheels and brush his tiny teeth and help him find his kitty and don't hold her upside down and pick up his toys and fold laundry and unload and reload the dishwasher and hold hands while crossing the street and buckle unbuckle rebuckle and adjust the buckle on his car seat and go to doctor's appointments and pick up kids after school and get the mail and get the neighbor's mail and open the Lowe's catalog and explain everything in it to him and cook dinner and button pants and take teenager and friends to the mall and keep yelling at him to hurry up and forcing him to eat when he only wants to play and telling him to share and be easy and pay attention and correcting him and telling him not to call his peepee "Captain Winky" and to stop grabbing "Captain Winky" and asking if he has to go potty and telling him I don't have any cash for him and no, we can't
buy the entire Thomas train set and we are just LOOKING at the toys and books and stop announcing to everyone that you tooted and quit screaming at the top of your lungs in short outbursts and please don't run the stroller into the back of Mommy's heels and don't cry, Daddy will be home after work and fine, I'm not your friend either and honey don't lean that close to the fountain because you'll fall in and then we'll have to leave and IDK what's wrong with that guy over there with black tube socks singing Celine Dion songs to no one and sure you can bungee jump when you're as big as Daddy and you already have an orange bag at home and because you have boogers running out of your nose and kleenexs are better than Mommy's shirt and stop ripping things out of your cousin's hands, she's only one and give your Aunt a smooch whether you like it or not and please be quiet Mommy's on the phone and maybe tomorrow we can get Happy Meals and maybe tomorrow we can go camping and maybe tomorrow you can see your older sister's friend again and get off of her she doesn't want you right in her face and please scoot back and stop leaning on me and we are laying down b/c we take a nap everyday and it's time for bed and no you are not getting on the computer again b/c it's past your bedtime and it's Mommy's turn and get back in bed and you have to sleep so we can go to Memaw's tomorrow and b/c if you don't sleep then we can't go and then Memaw will be sad and IDK WHY and BECAUSE I SAID SO!!!
So I feel like crap and I'm a stay-at-home mom with my 4 year old son. All I wanted to do today was lay around hooked up to my heating pad, watch Sunshine Cleaning and quietly doze off to my happy place...BUT NO I needed to like feed my son and wipe his butt and open stuff for him and log him on the computer and get him dressed and read him a story and get him some "miwk" to drink and take a picture of him with my phone and call Mimi for him and look out the window at the bus Mawmaw and answer WHY? to everything and give him a bath and push him on the swing and customize his hot wheels and brush his tiny teeth and help him find his kitty and don't hold her upside down and pick up his toys and fold laundry and unload and reload the dishwasher and hold hands while crossing the street and buckle unbuckle rebuckle and adjust the buckle on his car seat and go to doctor's appointments and pick up kids after school and get the mail and get the neighbor's mail and open the Lowe's catalog and explain everything in it to him and cook dinner and button pants and take teenager and friends to the mall and keep yelling at him to hurry up and forcing him to eat when he only wants to play and telling him to share and be easy and pay attention and correcting him and telling him not to call his peepee "Captain Winky" and to stop grabbing "Captain Winky" and asking if he has to go potty and telling him I don't have any cash for him and no, we can't
buy the entire Thomas train set and we are just LOOKING at the toys and books and stop announcing to everyone that you tooted and quit screaming at the top of your lungs in short outbursts and please don't run the stroller into the back of Mommy's heels and don't cry, Daddy will be home after work and fine, I'm not your friend either and honey don't lean that close to the fountain because you'll fall in and then we'll have to leave and IDK what's wrong with that guy over there with black tube socks singing Celine Dion songs to no one and sure you can bungee jump when you're as big as Daddy and you already have an orange bag at home and because you have boogers running out of your nose and kleenexs are better than Mommy's shirt and stop ripping things out of your cousin's hands, she's only one and give your Aunt a smooch whether you like it or not and please be quiet Mommy's on the phone and maybe tomorrow we can get Happy Meals and maybe tomorrow we can go camping and maybe tomorrow you can see your older sister's friend again and get off of her she doesn't want you right in her face and please scoot back and stop leaning on me and we are laying down b/c we take a nap everyday and it's time for bed and no you are not getting on the computer again b/c it's past your bedtime and it's Mommy's turn and get back in bed and you have to sleep so we can go to Memaw's tomorrow and b/c if you don't sleep then we can't go and then Memaw will be sad and IDK WHY and BECAUSE I SAID SO!!!
Good one. Made me laugh!!
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