Sick Day

Upon close inspection of my benefit package it has been found that no sick days are available. The pressure in my head is massive and kleenex is my new best friend. I can think of two people that don't go well together. Sick mom and kids! I'm trying really hard not to be grumpy with them, it's not their fault that I am sick. However, Little M is in the same boat I am. After seeing the doctor (because my husband ordered me to) it has been determined that I have a bronchial cough and a sinus infection. The doctor's prescription is antibiotic and cough syrup with hydrocodone in it. She also said I needed lots of rest. HA! Who is going to watch the kids? I really need some help. So, my little man is at the ready with a box full of tissue. Meanwhile, I'm going to suffer until I feel better. If I'm lucky someone will offer to let me nap.

Memory Loss

Writers have Writer's Block, Artists suffer Artistic Block. Me, I suffer from Memory Block. I know a certain amount of memory loss with age is normal but PLEASE! I'm 28 years old and more often than not I find myself standing in the kitchen and wondering what I went to the kitchen for in the first place AND why is that milk in the pantry? My husband has given up on me being able to find my own keys, I can walk in the house for only a moment and 'lose' my keys. If I run to the store for a few things I not only forget where I parked but I often 'forget' to put the groceries away! I get busy with changing diapers and being my son's personal waitress that everything else just slips away. Perishables are not safe in my house. I sometimes forget to eat, although you wouldn't be able to tell by looking at me. And names will never be remembered. If I happen to run into you please don't be offended that I don't know your name. My first year of teaching I prided myself on knowing all my student's names, I knew their parents and siblings names as well.I had the memory of an elephant! Now, I have kids come up to me that have been in my class and some of them don't even look familiar, but they know who I am. That is the hardest thing for me to deal with. All my former students are important to me and I hate that I can't remember them.
I believe I need to make an appointment with a doctor about this, but I'll forget to in ..... what was I talking about?

Just When you Think

Just when I think Little M is going to give it up and take a nap, she DOES! But it only last like 15 minutes. And as a mom, I think, she has got to be tired. But somewhere in my daughter is a little Energizer Bunny and it is stuck in cry mode. Please Help Me!
Signed
A broken hearted mom listening to her daughter cry.

The Culprit

Hello, my name is Raina, and I'm addicted to Dr. Pepper. I don't smoke, rarely drink alcohol but I'm addicted to this darn caffeinated beverage. I had done so well, I didn't drink any for about 2 weeks. The first 2 days were easy because I just had a little coffee to take away the withdrawal of caffeine. But then it got harder, the other day I was begging for my husband to bring me one home. Thankfully he didn't. But....after storms last night, staying up to make a dress on my new sewing machine (because you can't sew with a 4 year old and a 1 year old pawing at your leg), my husband getting called out to a fire and Little M waking early with a stuffy nose, well, I broke down and had not one but 3!!!!!!! I took the kids to the mall because Little M in all her crankiness was no longer happy with being home, and that is where I broke. I'm so mad at myself, but, oh, it was sooooo goooood. I'm weak!