Just One of THOSE Days...

Yesterday was one of "those days."  You know the days where you have just HAD it, the day that just needs to be over, the day that really the only thing to get you through is to cry, which I did a lot of....

It all started Tuesday night when Reagan's cold developed into a cough...a constant, would not stop kind of cough.  I put her to bed and she kept coughing and coughing...about 15 minutes later I went up to hold her against my chest so she could be more upright and I could just tell that the coughing was about to make her throw up.  Well, it did and right into my hands...yum.  Thankfully I was able to catch most of it and just a little got on her top sheet, considering I had just changed her bed that day!  We cleaned her up, took off the top sheet, and we cuddled.  A few coughs later and she threw up again, this time we made it to the hallway and the bathroom floor...close to the toilet, but not there yet...not to mention a little in between my toes...lovely right?!  I just feel terrible for her at this point, as there is not a darn thing you can do for a two year old when they are coughing like that.  I think it was at about 9:30 I asked Keith to go to CVS to get some Vick's Vapor Rub to put on her chest and the bottom of her feet...I was willing to try anything.  No luck!  I "slept" with Reagan that night...at midnight, when she was still on and off coughing and struggling to sleep, I called the over night nurse.  She called me back about 20 minutes later and really didn't tell me anything I hadn't already done, except for the steamy bathroom.  I was about to do that next.  However, thankfully, Reags slept pretty well from about midnight on.  Poor thing!

Wednesday morning came and it was my day to volunteer at Reagan's preschool...seriously, just my luck!  Working on no sleep and a sick little girl...not to mention at 11:45 Keith was going to take Landon to the doctor to have his head re-measured to see how much more, if any, it had grown.  I knew I couldn't bail on preschool because they need 3 adults in the classroom and it was my snack day too...we couldn't have hungry 2 year olds!  SOOO Keith stayed home in the morning (which thank GOD he was already planning on being home with LTK for me) and then I was going to meet him at the doctor.  I had called the doctor that morning to try to get Reaggie an appt. and there was nothing...then I had the thought, after I'd hung up, to have her take Landon's appointment and I would reschedule his.  That worked out and then while I was at preschool I got a phone call that the doctor could see both kiddos at the same time, phew!  Oh did I mention I clocked my head at preschool on one of the shelves helping a little friend wash their hands?!?!  Seriously...it was only 9:30 at this point...

At 11:30 I left school to meet Keith and the kiddos at the doctor.  Reagan first...thankfully there was nothing in her lungs, no ear infection, nothing...everything was fine!  The doctor thinks it is just a cold/allergy combination.  The only problem with that though is no meds, just let it play its course.  Yay?!?!  The cough is still there, but it is getting better!  Landon was next up and it turns out his head has grown more and isn't following the growth chart...granted he is hitting all of his milestones, if not more, so she isn't overly concerned.  However, she did refer us to Wake Radiology for an ultrasound of my sweet man's head.  Of course I am sobbing, thinking the worse for my little man.  She assured me that she is pretty sure everything is fine, but it is better to be safe than sorry.  She is the same doctor that thought she heard a heart murmur in Reagan and scared the living everything out of me...so she airs on the side of caution, which I appreciate, but that doesn't keep me from worrying.  (Please keep Landon in your prayers as we go to the specialist on Tuesday morning!)

We left the doctor at about 12:15...Keith went on to work and I came home with the kiddos.  We got home in time to eat lunch, which is just a crazy time...feed Reagan, change Landon, hold him off until 1 for nap, put on the right show for Reaggie, maybe take a bite of a sandwich for myself...just nonstop :)  (I wouldn't change it for the world, but it's crazy time when we get home later like that)  I went to put Landon down for his nap and he was screaming crying...he NEVER does this.  He wouldn't take his bottle, just screaming.  I am panicing because I remember Keith read something online about water on the brain in babies and they are fussy all the time...I was thinking oh no...he does have water on the brain and got myself all worked up.  Turns out I think the bottle wasn't warm enough, then I got it too warm, so I finally just made a brand new one and he gobbled that down, as it was just right :)  (he doesn't usually care about the temperature of his bottle at all...I don't know what the deal was...)  Finally got him down, go downstairs to get Reagan and guess what??  She was standing in a POOL of pee....yes, lucky me...all over the floor.  I stripped her down, wiped down the floor, cleaned off her shoes, and took her up for her nap.  WELL, after books, milk, songs, she was coughing coughing and couldn't sleep.  She laid in bed for a little while though while I did eat lunch.  Landon was up at 2:15, so earlier than normal and pretty much right after I finished my last bite of sandwich.  I got Reagan up, let Landon talk for a little bit in his crib, and just CRIED!!  I laid on our bed and just sobbed...poor Reagan came up next to me and wanted to make sure mommy was okay and said, "Mommy why you sad?"  I tried to pull it together, but seriously I was just exhausted and had had it! 

A good 30 mintues later I had finally pulled it together after getting Bubby up and reading Reagan her "Barbie Fairy Dream" book for the twentieth time.  Amazing what a good cry can do!  I told myself to frieckin' get a grip and move on with the day.  We played for a bit, gave Landon his bottle, and went to Target to get our new deck furniture (which is my Easter, Mother's Day, Memorial Day, 4th of July...you name the holiday gift!).  I am pretty excited about that.  At first they told me they didn't have it in stock, however upon asking someone else they magically had it in stock.  This of course made our Target trip last a little longer and it was just at Landon's dinner time and I was anticipating a huge meltdown, thankfully, he must have sensed Mommy's day and was a trooper.  All of the furniture didn't fit in the minivan (you know you're jealous!), so I was going to have to make a quick trip back that evening, prior to Keith leaving for his soccer game.  SOO after Target we were going to go to Chic Fil A drive thru and just as we were trying to pull in, so was the rest of Wake Forest.  Seriously!??!?!?!?!  The line moved pretty quickly though, oh and did I mention Reagan went to Target in her ballet-tard and ballet slippers and Landon was in a mis-matched outfit that Keith had dressed him in that morning, oh and I probably had mascara dripping down my cheeks from my tear session...ahhh such a sight we were :)

We got home, Keith was already home, I had him feed the children, I left to go back to Target to get the rest of the furniture.  I had the windows down, the music loud, and took lots of deep breaths... :)  Keith had bathed Landon man by the time I got home, so I just had to do Reaggie's bath and get her to bed.  The rest of the evening was a succcess and thankfully Reaggie slept much better....

this guy is rolling EVERYWHERE!!

I do realize this probably all sounds so silly...looking back one day I will laugh reading over this, which is why I wanted to write it out.  However, there are just SOME DAYS that are just not our best.  I am not a perfect mom, I'm not a perfect wife, daughter, sister, granddaughter, friend...you name it, but I just try to do my best and tell myself on repeat "it won't be like this for long."  :) 

The crazy part of this...after yesterday's fiasco...tonight, since Keith had yet ANOTHER dinner meeting, I decided that I would take the kids to the mall and to Panera for dinner.  What the H#LL is wrong with me?! :) haha!  Dinner was crazy, mine wound up being put in a box to go, Reaggie had to go potty just as we sat down and I didn't have Landon in his stroller, so I had to hold him and help her on the potty (good times), then he screamed for about the last 7 minutes of our trip home because he was over the carseat and truthfully, I think he was thirsty becaue I am awesome and forgot his sippy cup for dinner.....did I mention the weather is so pretty though!?!  We did play outside for a little bit once we got home, everyone was much happier! :)  Reagan did say on the ride home, which melted me, "Mommy we had a date.  Reaggie loved dinner with Mommy and Bubby."