Sunday, December 03, 2006

back on track....hopefully

This past week has been a long one.

Monday and Tuesday were the usual, bible studies and Mom's Morning Out and then Steve's work at the church. So nothing really out of the ordinary.

Then came Wednesday. It was Matthias' last story time at the library and they were having a "party". Right after that we were loading the car and heading down to Regina for some time away at my folks. Well we arrived at the library and as I'm putting the quarter in the parking thingy, I hear Callah start screaming. I'm thinking she slipped on the snow, so I don't rush it, I look around the van and there she is...with her tongue and bottom lip COMPLETELY frozen to a metal parking post. I freak out. I drop all of my bags and run into the library, where they tell me they don't have any cups of any sort, I mean why would they? It is after all a library. So I soak some paper towel and run back out into the parking lot. The first thing I see is Matthias, who is now crying too. Then there's Callah again. Her lip/tongue came off easily once I put some water on it, but was sure a bloody mess. So I grabbed our bags, picked Callah up and called Matthias into the library, where the librarians had finally found something to put water in. They did let us use their "office" bathroom to clean up in and Matthias headed to his "party", a little traumatized, but otherwise good. Callah walked around for the next 1/2 hr with a wad of wet paper towel hanging out of her mouth. By the end of storytime she was back to herself and running all over the library (yes, my kids are the ones running wild all over the library). It swelled up pretty nice and the next day was kindof pussy and yellow, so I took her to a clinic in Regina where they gave me an ointment to put on. She's pretty much back to normal now.

That was the lip incident.

Regina was okay. Not the relaxing, peaceful time I was looking for. By the end of our 3 day stay I was ready to leave, which is odd for me usually. I've also been EXTREMELY emotional lately. Crying and freaking out numerous times the last few days.

Or perhaps it's just been the stressful situations I've put myself in. Like driving in near blizzard conditions twice, completely re-arranging our house while being 6+ months pregnant and dealing with 2 kids with colds while still peeing my pants every time I cough.

And all I can think about is how I'm gone doing something, somewhere every weekend 'till Christmas.

(I've now lost all train of thought and am going to just end this abruptly. sorry.)