Or shall I say bitch...
Doesn't that sound like this is going to be positive? Well, perhaps maybe a little. Maybe this blog post will lead me to light at the end of this tunnel... Or more like subway... Which would probably make any light, a train coming at me...
Reese, as I only briefly mentioned before sprained his freshy little ankle, every time I say that my heart let's out a little sigh... The cause make me sad, so sad for him but the out come, or our sitch as I am calling it... Feels devastating... Maybe a step up form that, EXHAUSTING how about?
So this is the sitch...
Reese has a sprain--yes it is sad we all know that...
But he has not walked in eight day, people! That means I have to carry him EVERYWHERE!
He was a big baby when he was a big baby... And now that I have to lug his , stubborn, board, grumpy, flaily little kid body around it is kinda like having a giant baby that is acting like a giant baby!
Sorry! But I just have to say it... My hurt kid is driving me up the wall!
Whining, whining, whining!... Just as I am doing now, but constantly!
Oh... And talking mean to me... Saying things like, "You, No want you!" and "Go away, Mom!" ...Oh, believe me kid I wish I could! Actually, I think we are driving each other up walls!
So co-op was closed pretty much all of December doe to snow and holidays... There was much cabin fever to be had there... You have know idea what a fresh breath it was going to be to return to co-op... For what I thought was going to be a norma,l back on track, schedule... And then just as I was taking in that giant inhalation of fresh Co-op air... I got punched in the stomach... We have now been out of Co-op for a solid week and counting... And to top it off... It is bright and fucking sunny outside... In Portland... In mid January... For the past week... For the past 8 days to be exact... Did I mention someone hasn't been able to walk for the PAST 8 DAYS? Well, you have no idea how priceless a dry ground in January, in Portland is... It is like Visa Priceless! And we are stuck on our knees!
Whine... Whine... Whine... Cheese! (it's our version of duck, duck, goose)
I joined the gym... I know! Who does that this time of year? No one...
But, me, I did.
Partially, so that I could drop Reese in child care and run away... Well go run in place. But still I would get a bit of a break and get skinny at the same time, sounds like magic, huh?... Well not quite, because you can't really drop off a gimpy kid at child care. So, now I have been going at night when I should be working at my job... Not working on my skinny.
I love this place... Wherever it is!
I feel much better now.
Maybe I even have a few minutes to clean up a bit before my sweet little "hold me" monster wakes up.
Oh, he did say, because it has been so windy outside, "it too rough on my baby skin"... Which made up for about 3% of the whining... So the cute factor is still in effect!
Thanks for reading.