Today, I was enjoying a quiet Friday morning, watching Portlandia on Netflix, and getting my crochet on. I sipped my tea, and that was when a thought crossed my mind. The kids are out of school next Friday, and then the entire week after, plus the Monday after that. Holy crap I have just a week until Spring Break!

Time to get the house stocked up, pray for good weather, and find something to do around town with the kiddos.

I’m not quite ready for the noise, or the incessant fighting between the lot of them either… Oh yeah, and it’s daylight savings time this weekend too. Good times…

Well this week started off pretty good, and quickly turned into pretty not… The last two days I’ve been sick with migraines. Yesterday’s was absolutely miserable, and lasted well into the night. When James got home, he took the kids out for a few errands, and to pick up dinner. The bit of quiet in the house was nice.

Today it crept back up on me, but I took my medicine early, and got my eye mask on quickly. I still don’t feel quite right, but good enough to drive.

Here’s hoping that tomorrow is a bit more friendly in the migraine department.

I feel like I completely lost last week with all of these evil migraines that were going on. I slept a lot, accomplished very little, and I still feel pretty gross. I really hope that this latest batch of cluster headache/complex migraine/yuckiness heads out of my head soon. I can’t lose another week.

The kids went to bed late, and woke up early. I put them to bed on-time, they just didn’t stick to my plan. It has been a long week already. Did I mention that again they all woke up before 7:00 a.m., and again have been fighting with each other ever since 7:00 a.m.

Yesterday I was at my desk for just a bit, when I spotted Agnes’ preschool enrollment paperwork that had been shuffled behind some handmade art from the kids. Just  then I remembered that she needs a well child check-up before she can go, I had better schedule that.

We went out in the evening to do a little price comparison not-really-shopping, and that’s when I spotted the supply lists for the big kids! I snapped up two of them and happily showed them to the boys, yep I’m that kind of mom, and after the noise levels and non-stop fighting, it is time for them to get back to school.

So, cut to this morning. I am on the phone with the doctor’s office, and that’s when Dylan chimes in that he needs something, Agnes runs over and punches Dylan, and I’m on the phone saying “don’t hit your brother”, that’s when the very kind scheduler starts giggling. Then I can’t remember Agnes’s birth year, and Thade is whining that the breakfast that he had really wasn’t the one that he wanted, and Dylan is again screaming at Agnes because she has worn his Hulk costume for too long.

By now the very kind scheduler is laughing her butt off, and stating that she is happy that she is at work today. I finally figure out when I delivered Agnes, and separate the two tiny ones, Thade has given up at this point, because the complaints just aren’t working, and I finally get the appointment scheduled. I forgot to have her transfer me to preregister the appointment. I think I’ll wait until snack-time to make another phone call.

I sent the kids outside to play while I wrote out a few bills, I had to immediately bring them back in because Agnes is screaming at the top of her lungs that the boys aren’t playing fair. The task of bill writing has yet to be accomplished.

So the kids are back in, and now moved to separate levels of the house. The boys are still arguing, but at least Agnes is quiet for the moment. Oh goodness, I need another cup of coffee…