He had a terrible, horrible, no good, very bad day and wanted to move to Australia. He and I are on the same page. Today is indeed a terrible, horrible, no good, very bad day and I want to move to Australia, or Taiwan. I hate to post this before I post about Porter's 10 month or about my amazing Valentine's day but alas I am feeling Alexander and so here we are. First, let's start with the babysitter woes of my life lately. We had a babysitter for Porter that we were very unhappy with to say the LEAST. Then one day I came home and Porter had a huge bump and scratch on his head. And she lied. Needless to say I let her go. So then we were babysitter less. So we had a friend from the ward fill in and he did an amazing job. Too bad he has another job lined up. Then we had another girl from our ward fill in. She had to leave for a job interview while watching Porter so her husband stepped in. Then she fed him COWS MILK. Then today she sent me a text that she was too sick and needed to go home. So I left during my lunch. I am not heartless I know how bad it is to be sick. I have been SICK. But why not tell me in the morning? Oh well. She is super cute and adorable but also has a job lined up. And she fed him COWS MILK. So I don't know what to do. I have a job. A real job. A career. I have had it for over three years. I LOVE my job. I love that I use my formal education and I love the kids and people I work with. I am pretty good at my job. But I have a BABY. And he is my priority. So what's a girl to do? I wish my mom lived close, I wish Caleb's mom lived close so I could use the love of a grandmother to watch her grandson. I wish my sister's didn't live so far away. I wish I knew what to do. But I don't. So I want to move to Australia.
And because I am on a roll and telling you(all three of you) about my woes. Here it goes. My health. As you may recall ever since having Porter I have had some health issues (uh hem) down there. I didn't heal right and grew some tissue that had to be BURNED off without any numbing agents. Then that didn't work so they had to do it again. And then my womanly part wasn't getting enough estrogen from nursing Porter so it responded to everything as pain. If you haven't had this problem you might not be able to understand it. Imagine going in for a pap and the second the dr touches you it feels like a needle is being stuck into your skin. That is honestly how it felt/feels. I have gone on some meds and done some other things to help but seriously I am so sick of it. (Anyone else suffer from this strange disorder?).
And then the blood clot. Seriously who gets a blood clot down there? And I have to have a colonoscopy. YUP. Things are just not right in my body and today in my soul. I'm down. I need things to pick up. I need something to change.
I know count your blessings. I do. Believe me I do. But just for today it is a terrible, horrible, no good, very VERY bad day and I want to move to Australia.
Monday, February 7, 2011
You can't. This morning while giving Porter a bath my phone slipped out of my pocket and into the water. I grabbed it right away and took it apart and dried it off but its still not working. It is still in a bowl of rice as we speak. Any more tricks you know of? So if you are trying to reach me, email me or text Caleb. But he doesn't know about my phone not working so maybe if my sister Katie sees this she can text him and tell him what happened and then he can email me? UGGGGHHHH! How the heck did people ever live without cell phones?