UGH!

That is how I feel today. I've been in the worst mood that is constantly getting worse all day. It started last night when I got home. I was mad when I walked into that house. It was a complete disaster. After working at it for an hour, I made dinner, bathed me and my kids, sat a held a very needing-to-be-held baby and watched the "baby"ies on tv (aka Jon and Kate plus 8) with Troy. Once Troy and Rylee were in bed, I started back into the house. After 2 hours, 3 collectively, I hardly put a dent in that house.

It wasn't until this morning, when I got up to use the restroom that I noticed that I had put toilet bowl cleaner in the toilet and forgot to come back and actually clean it. Then as I am going to jump in my car as I was already pushing being late for work, I realize I needed to get gas and have absolutely NO time to do it. So I asked DadD if I could take his car since he had a full tank. Sure...except that he had the keys for the Jeep in his car and didn't realize it until I was halfway to work. Unable to turn around and go back, I had to keep going and tell him, I would drive home on my lunch hour. What a waste of gas and a lunch hour.

When I arrived home at lunch my children were either in a diaper or still in their pjs. I got outfits for them to wear and set them out to be put it.

This kind of stuff stresses me out. Plus, I have an employee meeting after work tomorrow that I HAVE to be at. I not only have to take a test to be there for, but I missed the last one in April because I was off work to take care of Rylee. The meeting is from 6 to 8 or 8:30ish so I had to find a babysitter. Now, the hard part with finding a babysitter is that not just the average person can watch Rylee. That person has to know infant CPR. Especially now because of her throwing up problems lately. Luckily, I found out that my mom knew CPR back in the day and will be at my house tomorrow to have a refresher course in infant CPR and watch my babies.

Now, I love my husband dearly but sometimes I just want to yell at him. We've been butting heads a lot in the past couple of days. I hate being upset with him. And I think he takes his stress and frustration out on me and I do the same to him. Life is extremely stressful at our house and getting mad at each other isn't helping. We seem to get mad at each other over the dumbest things. We know the root of problem and nothing we get mad over is worth it. I know he loves me and he knows that I love him. I've just feel bad that I got so mad at him over something so trivial and have been thinking about it all afternoon.

On another note, Rylee is on another medicine for the vomiting. Last Wednesday, I was afraid that Tara, our babysitter, didn't want to watch Rylee anymore because she said she isn't comfortable with the vomiting. I 100% don't blame her. It's completely stressful and utterly repulsive to see. When she vomits it comes out her mouth and nose, she heeves for minutes upon minutes and a person just feels plan helpless to see. Plus, once she vomits she tries to cry and then chokes. On Thursday, Kris called me upset asking if there is anything we could do for the poor girl. We had flu shots scheduled for the next day. Turns out that miss Rylee had lost 7 and half ounces in 10 days. UH OH! Dr. C decided to take her off all of her medications and put her on Zantec for a week and a half to see how she did. If she didn't keep 4 doses down, then he was going to switch to Previnar. If that didn't work, then we were going to be sent to Madison to see a pediatric GI specialist on an emergency basis since she had lost so much weight in such a quick amount of time. Turns out the Zantec seems to be doing the trick. She hasn't vomited since Sunday morning. AMEN! Hopefully she continues to thrive on this medicine.

Hopefully, I can go home and spend some quality time with my kids and of course, The Biggest Loser, after bedtime!