Of course, not five minutes after Seth left, one of the cats threw up on the stairs. It's like they were mocking me. One of my rules is that Seth is 100% responsible for any bodily fluids which come out of the cats. I am not a pet person. I don't like being responsible for animals. I would rather be pet-free (and thereby dander-free) than deal with puke, pee, poop, etc. If I wanted to deal with bodily fluids, I would have had kids. Oh, wait... I did that.
This morning started at 4:30 with an exploding diaper from Sam who then frantically nursed for an hour. Then J threw up on the stairs on his way down to get his patch put on for the morning. Also, he was bouncing off the walls all morning. It was a good morning. I expect tonight to be more of the same. Good times all around.
I don't mind the single-parenting gig, actually. I love my kids. What I hate is the feeling of being trapped. What if I needed to go out? I can't. With four sleeping children, I'm stranded. How do single parents handle this? I leave in the morning, drop J at school, go to work, dash out of work, pick J up, run home, meet the nanny to relieve her, get everyone fed, into bed, get J fed, into bed, and then I'm stranded. There's no time for an extra errand, like if I had to stop at the pharmacy or grocery store or pick up the dry cleaning or whatever. How would I do that if Seth weren't coming home Tuesday night? I guess I'd get a babysitter, but if I were a single parent with four young kids, how would I afford that? Did I mention that I have the utmost respect for single parents? I don't know how you guys (and gals) do it!
Did I mention Ellie's teething?
How many hours left until Seth comes home?
