It was 5:00 this morning when I was awoken by W audibly upset. Oftentimes, the 5:00 wake-up call can be ignored for a few minutes and he goes right back to sleep. However, given the situation of W's backside right now, ignoring was not an option.
I trudged upstairs. In all honesty, I wish I didn't have to go up there. But the scent alone confirmed that I needed to be there. This all-too-familiar scent has become just that: all too familiar. W's had a stomach bug going on eight days now. And I swear, if I have to change another diaper containing the liquid form of his bowels, I really might rip my hair out. Not to mention his backside is so, uh, wounded from said bowels.
I am tired of this. Having disposed of more diapers, wipes, creams, garbage bags containing toxic waste, and countless loads of laundry, I am done. Done. But really, who am I to say. I'm sure he is too, poor kid.
I had the best of intentions of starting the Thankful series yesterday. Being the first day of November, I find it a good little exercise for me to find something I am thankful for everyday. However, W graced us with two LONG naps, the latter which I took full advantage of. And when I had time last night, I ignored the opportunity and watched GG while Dave put down tile in the bathroom.
I feel like the poster child of ungratefulness: naps, free time, and the hubs putting down new tile. Sounds cushy to me.
So here I am, starting a day late with a list -- a list -- of things I am thankful for:
- Butt Paste, and the good friend who sent me some over the weekend
- A washing machine that never quits
- Bleach
- Leftover soup, a turkey sandwich and DC
- Target
- A doctor who calls back
- Plastic grocery sacks
- Lysol
- Halloween candy
- A husband who lets me turn up the TV over his sawing tile in the other room...and doesn't say a word about it
The proceeding days will likely only include a singular item, but here's my running start to the thankful season.
It's nice to remember all the many, many things I have to be thankful for. Isn't it?
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2 comments:
Oh Katie, what does W have? Abe had a bug a while back..no fun. At all. If Butt Paste isn't doing the trick, try Triple Paste. It's the bomb. CHeers to being thankful.
Hey now. On Day One, you were thankful for W's long nap and the fact that there is a trash service that drives from house to house and takes away all your nasty, dirty diapers. We totally read between the lines.
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