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My Life Thus Far
One-Eyed, Two-Tailed, Spiny-Toed Monster
I'm feeling pretty good this morning. Good enough to get
some things done around my house. I've been counting on
Snookums to do it, but after two weeks with no clean
laundry (even I, the Victoria's Secret whore, is running
out of underwear) and a less than desirably clean bathroom
(dust bunnies behind the toilet? Nasty) I figured it's
time I waddle my ass downstairs and do something about it.
If our bathroom isn't clean, I hate to think what Annie's
must look like. Or anything else downstairs for that
matter. I give Kiki baths and get her dressed upstairs in
our bathroom because it's easier for me. There could be a
one-eyed, two-tailed, spiny-toed monster down there for
all I know.
I also plan on doing some grocery shopping. Apparently
Snookums is unaware of the location of the Commissary
because we have no food in the house. He SAYS to put the
responsibility on him, but it's obvious he can't handle
it. If I have to eat one more McDonald's or Jack In The
Box salad I'm going to scream. Grocery shopping means I'll
have to cook every night, but I think it's a small price
to pay for culinary diversity.
Kiki's in her last preschool session right now. I'm trying
not to dwell on that, but after today she won't have
anything outside of this house to look forward to and that
makes me sad for her. She loves going to "school" and she
won't have that now. Mainly because all the preschools in
our area that aren't part of a daycare or church won't
take her because she isn't 100% potty-trained. She isn't
1% potty-trained for that matter, but she's got enough
control over her bodily functions that she stays dry for
hours at a time. She's even waking up dry in the morning,
but wetting herself soon after. I just can't get her to
use a potty to save my life! I know I can't make her do
it. Or punish her for not doing it. It would REALLY be in
her best interest to use the toilet, but she's too young
to understand. I tried explaining it to her! "You have to
use the potty to go to school". I got a very bewildered
face and my sentence repeated back to me "potty go to
school"? Snookums gets frustrated because he's tired of
changing her diaper on command. She's very forceful when
wet or stinky and won't leave you alone until you change
her. When daddy's around, he's the chosen changer. I love
it :) I didn't even have to teach her that. I don't see
any hope of having her trained in 6 weeks. That's how long
until this baby makes it's debut, so we'll have two in
diapers for awhile. I guess I'm okay with that. Snookums
isn't, but he'll deal.
I need to go make a grocery list (or I'll come home with
nuts, berries and bunny food as Snookums says). It's hard
to remember Doritos and microwave burritos with pregnancy
brain, when I don't eat them! Ciao.
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