It's been a long couple of days, with not sleeping much at night because of my kids not feeling well. I woke up this morning with a massive headache, bad allergies, irritated and starving because of the diet I'm on, grumpy kids, a messy house, and a "to-do" list a mile long.
Usually there is fairly decent order around here because I tend to be pretty organized, and I try to keep up with the kids and the house. Well, today....not so much! About 10:30 this morning...everything hit the fan!
The next door neighbor called me to tell me that my two year old was "near the street." What he failed to mention is that my two year old was in fact, NAKED....near the street. Yup! Joseph was trying to "go potty" on the neighbors tree which is right next to the street. So, in my state of horror I ran outside to correct the situation. I no more than get to my two year old, when my six year old son comes running out the front door, NAKED from the waist down, yelling "Mom! Come quick! The toilet is flooding the bathroom!" So, I leave both NAKED children out by the street, and run inside to fix the toilet. I run into the bathroom, and sure enough...the whole floor is flooded. To late though, my socks are wet, and my pants are acting as a wick soaking up the toilet water...all the way up to my knees! I run to the basement to grab the plunger, come back upstairs and in walks my daughter. She is covered from head to toe in mud. The mud she was playing with was from the garden, in which was just recently mixed cow manure. She was making "mud delight"....whatever that is. I most certainly was not delighted, I'll tell you that much!
So, I get her in the shower, and turn around and my two year old son has the nasty, dirty plunger on his head. "I have a siwwy (silly) hat Momma!" he says to me. I wanted to gag! That is so disgusting, and I really didn't need something else right at that moment. So, in the shower he goes as well.
I get the bathroom floor cleaned up finally, and my sewage soaked pants changed. My two year old was strangely quiet during this time. It turns out he was messing his pants, and he had "big boy underwear" on. AHHHHH! At this point, I've had it! I am so frustrated, and grossed out I started crying. I ended up cutting his underwear off and throwing them away, because there was just no other way of dealing with that, without making a bigger mess! He was horrified, and started crying.
Then, I hear the baby crying in the baby monitor. I go get her, and yup, you guessed it! She had messed her pants as well. As only newborns can do, she shot it straight up her back and it was in her hair, and all over the crib sheets and blankets.
All of this happened between 10:30 a.m. and 11:30 a.m. It was quite an eventful hour! However, once everybody got that out of their system (literally!) our day settled down and slipped back into our usual routine. The benefit of all of this, is that I completely lost my appetite, the hunger cravings went away, and I've done great on my diet today!!! How's that for a silver lining? : )
Oh my Goodness Julie-- I do not know whether to cry for you or to laugh at what you wrote. I can not believe that was just an hour. OH MY!!!! I would have been exhausted emotionally from trying not to fall apart.
Glad that the rest of the day seemed to be better.
Craziness Julie! Hope your week changes directions soon.
Oh my! what a day!!! I have definately cut the underwear off and thrown them away! I even Not Me!'d about it one week! :) Sometimes the mess just isn't worth the underwear! I hope your day is better today.
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Awe, I would have cried too. At least YOU weren't naked when you ran into the street! You know this will be a funny story in the future! I wish I could have been there to help you out. :)