Dog days

In an attempt to start my week out right, I spent last evening catching up on work for the preschool and after that stayed up late ironing Dean’s work clothes. I had a lot of time since I put Caleb to bed a decent hour for once and Dean was out at a concernt with a friend and wasnt due in til after midnight. I accomplished a lot and knew that that meant I’d have today free to do fun stuff with Caleb.

So this morning after making us cinnamon applesauce pancakes we went for a 40 minute walk around the neighborhood. As a family we’ve been trying to walk after dinner, well at least Dean and I walk, Caleb rides his bike. The dietician recommended walking to help lower my sugar, so since my morning sugars tend to be higher I thought it would be good to go early in the morning after breakfast, not to mention I’d have more energy now than I will after dinner tonight! We left the dog in the house since she tends to find ways to escape the yard when I talk Caleb for walks which usually ends up in me having to carry the dog home so she doenst run away from us since I dont take a leash with me. So I just left her in while we went for walk. Yes I should walk the dog but being pregnant and having to keep up with Caleb is enough work for me! On our evening family walks we take the dog with us. So we left and could hear the dog barking for us to take her with us all the way up the block. She was quiet though when we approached home so I thought that that was a good sign.

I opened the door to let her out to run off her energy and as soon as I walk in I am greeted by a horrible sight, well you can see in the pic below…she tore up my living room curtains! I almost cried, and the fact I didnt is a major deal as usually something like that would make me cry and being pregnant you’d think for sure I’d cave in at the sight, but my sympathetic son saw the curtains and immediately says” mommy dont be upset” How can one get upset at such a cute comment, so I instead turned my attention to emptying my bladder and tried to ignore the torn curtains all over the floor!

for those who dont know me I am not a dog person, or even much of a pet person at all. I’ve been on the verge of either killing this dog or dropping her off at the spca for months, but havent because my son loves her. He truly and honestly loves the dog and would be devastated without her. I feel like getting rid of her now would make matters worse for him adapting to a new baby in a few weeks, at least w/ a dog he can have someone to play with while mommy and daddy are busy w/ baby. but I hate the dog, have hated the dog and today well she better stay out of my way or else she’s out the door for sure! And when things like this happen the only thing that keeps me sane is moments like these: