Guess who just called! Yep, the heater repair-guy, and the wrong part was shipped. So that means that we are looking at another day without heat! I am beyond mad at the moment.

And guess what… I’m allergic!

Yesterday I was stocking up the house, and making my way with 2 kiddos and one giant tummy through Wal-Mart, and that is when I could smell the Christmas aisle. I’m super allergic to “holiday scents” like clove and nutmeg, so I dread the holiday season, and wow there was a powerful holiday odor making its way through about 1/2 of the store. Believe me, my tummy wasn’t happy at all.

I ran as fast as I could, grabbed a few items,  and promptly ran back to the other side of the store where the smell was gone. Thade was mad that we couldn’t go and look through the Christmas stuff, but I was trying my best to keep my breakfast where it belonged. I’m already looking forward to Valentine’s Day, or any other unscented holiday.

I’ve noticed this alarming trend lately around my house, with no alarm clock needed. My kids have this uncanny ability to wake up at 4:45 a.m., and not go back to sleep, and I’m not too happy about it… I’ve been retraining my sleepy mind to wake up around 5:45 a.m., but this 4:45 a.m. business has got to go! I’m so tired, I’ve lost count on exactly which day in succession that it is that my kids feel the need to be up that early, and wow I’m exhausted…

Last night they were both up through the night, Thade with allergies, and Dylan with 2 evil molars, me with butt-cramps from this little girl that can’t get here soon enough. So I think I clocked in 3 hours of sleep, and then I heard Thade at 4:45 a.m. up, coughing, and trying his best to wake up his brother. I gave up, and brought Thade downstairs where he could make some noise, and the rest of the house could sleep. Dylan was up right at 7:00 a.m., and my lucky hubby is still snoozing. My head is stinging from the lack of sleep, and it is only going to get worse as the month progresses into the next.

So I’m going to be bad today, and enjoy a big cup of coffee chased with a Cherry Pepsi, and try my best to keep my eyes open…

Monday I was finally feeling better, and had plenty of energy back to tackle the week. Thade was feeling better too, but James and Dylan were just starting to come down with the cold. I was thankful that I had enough energy to take care of my boys, and I was determined not to get sick.

Last night, the cold finally found me. I was up till 4:00 a.m., sneezing my head off, and feeling awful. I was focused on remembering all of the errands that needed run in the morning, and hoping that I would hear the alarm ring. At breakfast, I felt really bad, and I was rushing to get the kiddos out of the door, and get Thade to school on time.

I needed to run to the store… I couldn’t remember where I put my list (wonky preggers memory), I made it home from the store, and that was when I remembered that I forgot to send Thade an item to school for show and tell. I feel like a bad mommy today… a bad mommy with an evil head-cold.