Inner Piece

Inner Piece

Wugh
I swear I am thinking about keeping my kids out of preschool next year. We have had more illnesses run through this year, and I am so fucking tired of being sick. Now, it's upper respitory crud and my head is so stopped up it is throbbing. BANG BANG BANG And 3 days of fever is more than enough, thank you verrah much.

And ds has RSV, so he's a sick little puppy. And Em has the upper respitory crud and is going to the dr tomorrow after 4 days of fever.

And, the husband is an asshat. He stayed home from work yesterday to "help out" and I swear I did just as much as I do when he isn't here, and I had to listen to him yelling at the kids because he was trying to talk on the phone. He basically spent the entire day working on his laptop.
Then today, he said he would call the ped about Em, and he didn't do it. Apparently, she isn't important enough for him to tell his co-workers to hold on for 5 min while he makes a phone call. Yes, I could have done it and I did. But ds was cranky and fussing and the girls whining and my head throbbing. I didn't want to do it.

I know I am cranky and probably unreasonable, but dammit, I feel like shit. I want to curl up in the bed and not be bothered for 3 days. I want the chance to get well.

And the husband and I are going have to have a come to Jesus talk about our parenting techniques. Apparently he thinks threatening to send them to their rooms all day is acceptable discipline for 3 yr olds. Wugh again.

And now, I am going to bed.