All I want to do is lie down with a book and read.
Instead, so far I’ve had to go the grocery store, clean the kitchen, do the laundry, make lunch and discipline a very rude little girl who defiantly told me that she would decide when she was done in the naughty chair.
She is now in her room, on punishment indefinitely.
I know she is bored, and I know it is because I don’t have the energy to play. I can’t get on the floor anymore. I can’t get back up.
I know she misses her father. He has been at work seven days a week since mid-June and he will have one day off – to pack – before he leaves for Italy on Friday.
I can’t stop worrying about my doctor’s mixed reputation.
I also got peed on today, and had a fight with the self-checkout at the grocery store, where I got two bags of groceries for $75. What did I buy? Meat and fresh fruit and veggies. The only things I can eat.
I know you don’t come here for the whining. Or maybe you do.
Either way, I’m just having on super suck of a Sunday, and I am wishing so hard I was sitting on my mother’s porch in Wellfleet, reading a book and drinking an iced tea.
Instead, I am locked in negotiations with a three-year-old.
Today blows.
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You could always run over to Mickey D’s for an unsweetened (ask for extra lemons)…only a dollar!
sorry it’s a sucky day. tomorrow will be better! and if it’s not, well, we’ll be here to read that post, too.
hugs!
I don’t mind the whining. It reminds me I’m not the only one.
I have had this day. Here’s to Monday.
We are having the same Sunday! Only my baby is already outside of my belly so I can get down on the floor to play, but I don’t really want to. Nor do I want to vacuum or do dishes or make lunches or change diapers or anything really. Just want to sit quietly and be by myself.
Sorry, honey. Hope tomorrow is better.
Hugs.
So sorry you’re having a sucky day. As Scarlet O’Hara says, “Tomorrow is another day.”
Frank mowed the lawn and promptly came down with 103 degree fever & sore throat. He had what Evan had last week. I’m betting he’ll be a big huge baby until he’s well (always the case). And I just shooed my family out of my house (they were over to celebrate Flynn’s birthday early because Frank will not be available next weekend and he’ll be in CA on her actual birthday). Ugh.
Looking forward to Wed. even more!
Yeah… it is a sucky Sunday. I’ve done laudry as well as grocery shopping today too, all with a killer cold If I even talk to fast I start having a coughing fit (that makes me wanna pee on myself)… LOL! I’m sorry you’re unhappy today. Could Monday be better? Ack… not for me!
I SO understand how you feel… keep whining, I like knowing I’m not alone.
Sorry you are having such a sucky day. Here’s to tomorrow being awesome!
oof, babe.
It really does sound more authentically sucky than whiney. I hope tomorrow is better.
xo
J.
Please, dear God, tell me it was your daughter doing the peeing.
Sorry. Couple of times I gave in and played on the floor and it felt great…screw the laundry etc.
I am sorry you’re having such a shitty day. And, um, how did you get peed upon?
Huh. Every so often, someone asks us if we’re going for the girl. It’s good to read your blog and remember what pregnancy is REALLY LIKE! But soon you will have other things to complain about. Heh, heh!
Ug! Oh these weeks sounds hard. Sorry.
Blah! I got peed on today, too.
I’m sorry you’re feeling so miserable and that The Poo is having a difficult day as well.
I’m hoping Monday is full of nothing but sunshine and light.
I’m sorry your Sunday sucked so much. I hope that some good days come along for you.