It’s been one of those weekends.  I’m at that point w/ things that happen that I just laugh it off.  Like it could really get any worse.  I was supposed to be at church last night by 6 for our meeting and then to work on the tech team for the service that started at 6:30p.m.  All the way to church Boaz screamed and yelled and threw  a cup at my head.   and it ended in him making himself throw up as I pulled into a parking spot at church.  there was throw up everywhere and it was already 6:05.  I didnt know what to do, so called Dean to call the tech team and tell them I was hoping to come but that didnt know how long I’d be.  I cleaned up bo, luckily had a set of spare clothes, and left the throw up that was on the car seat and the floor there to deal w/ after church.   i went to our friend who runs the nursery kind of, it’s easiest to explain that way,. and told her what was going on. She is AWESOME!!  she got Bo to calm down and I ran back to the van to get the cell phone I’d forgotten, in case he got more upset and they needed to call me, then tried to run to the media booth.. on the way there someone yelled my name, I yelled back and asked where to find him later and kept running.  Ran into old friends (dean’s old co-worker) and w/ panting breath explained I was late, Dean was out of town and that I had to go.   I finally made it there shortly before 6:30. I never truly recovered from being rushed and my performance was off al night.

After that we were to meet up w/ Dean’s parents so Bo could go spend the night w/ Caleb there.  I got on the highway, which was completely stopped traffic.   called to tell them I was going to be late, and settled on driving him the other 20 minutes to their house since they had our neice who had just thrown up and needed to get her home.   We finally made it there, after stopping to get the kids dinner at mcdonalds (at 9 at night!) ate, then Zeke and I came home.  I couldnt crash til after 11 by the time I stopped to get gas, clean up the rest of the throw up and get things set out for today.   I was then up most of the night w/ this dumb stomach crap, luckily for me it’s not throw up.  thinking it may just be my IBS acting up, no doubt a result of stress.

this morning Zeke and I got up and out fine and he did great all morning, as did I must say.   I love working on tech team, it really satisfies the need I have to do something I enjoy and to do something purposeful as well.  i would love to work on the team every week, but the kids cant stand how much we work now.   I was so glad to have the break from the kids but was busy working the whole time.   I was exhausted and near falling asleep driving to Dean’s parents again too, for lunch and to get the kids. we stayed there til almost 5, then went to stock up on groceries for the week and come home and eat dinner.   Zeke threw up, again.  I’m so afraid he’s going to have the same problem Bo has, whatever it is that makes them gag and throw up so often.   this is about the age it started w/ bo if i remember correctly.   and zeke cant afford to not eat or lose weight, he’s so tiny already.

Caleb and Zeke are asleep but Bo is up.  he had a nose bleed and I’ve been in the bathroom since because of my stomach and he’s taken advantage of that and making a mess.

like I said, things just cant get worse, I mean I KNOW they can.  and I am SURE they probably will before Dean comes back on Thursday, that’s just how my life is.  but it’s just so ironic now that all I can do is say “oh well” and get over it.   I hate being at that point w/ my life, to the point of being so frustrated and dissappointed at how bad things keep happening that I just find it funny, but I’d rather be laughing then spending what little energy I have left crying.

I think after been through a few weeks w/ Dean gone due to the move and for Katrina relief, I’ve come to grips that I just have to deal w/ things and not stress, theres just not enough time or energy to worry about things I cant control.  but I sure as heck wish I could figure out how to keep my kids from throwing up…and my stomach from being a mess.

I’m really in a good place mentally even though life is crazy, it’s just life.  and last night I told the tech team w/ panting breath as I finally made it to my station, that” life just happens when your husband’s out of town for a week” and that’s the point, life goes on and I have to do what I have to do, even if I cant stand cleaning up throw up , I cant leave it for Dean to clean up next week….it’s my job and I better get used to it!  🙂