This was a rough day. It started for me at about 2:20 a.m. when Wyatt became restless. We finally got out of bed around 3:50 a.m. and I stumbled towards the coffee maker. By 11:30 a.m., I was done...beat down physically and emotionally.
A summary of the morning's activities:
Wyatt needed to be held non-stop...and was held non-stop til he went to bed at 8:00 p.m. That was 16 hours and 20 minutes of holding Wyatt.
Carter went out on the back porch to play, promptly took his clothes off and peed in the dog dish....which he then put on his head to wear as a hat.
Rob took the kitchen compost bin through the house to be deposited outside...and dumped its contents in the entryway. The smell was so bad that we had to run the whole house fan for an hour. Agatha was undeterred by the smell however, and ate some of the rotting compost....which she then threw up later in the hallway.
The day didn't get a whole lot better after that...it's hard to rally after such a morning. Rob and I just sort of sat around dejectedly while Carter ran circles around us and Wyatt was held.
I'm going to bed.
Saturday, March 6, 2010
Subscribe to:
Comments (Atom)
