Love that post you linked....sorry I didn't give you any advice. Frankly I didn't feel qualified and everytime I tried to comment (like 5 or 6 times) I gave myself an anxiety attack! Really you are not alone, I went through a bout of the blues with Lo and it's just plain tough.
Pee from all three on the bed though...now that's funny. Hopefully you are in a good enough place now to give that one a GOOD laugh!
(Who cares if it's followed by a good long cry too?)
Okay, megan, i can't believe I'm commenting on your blog.... mostly because I don't think you have any remembrance of me and because I can't even remember through my course of blog hopping how I found your blog, but.... I wanted to let you know that indeed you are not alone. After the birth of my 4th (with my oldest being 5) I felt every day like poking my eyes out, LOL.
Just last week I was changing the tenth poopy diaper for the day and glanced at the clock to see that it wasn't even noon. Those tummy viruses can do a number on diapers!
Hang in there and keep your humor - it is honestly the only thing that saves me some days. And oh, I just wanted to point out that the woman in the blog you referred to has only ONE child and she feels like her life is crazy.... let that sink in a little. Think how much more AMAZING you are!!
nice one! once i was traveling alone with a double connection...one child puked on me, the baby had diarhea (sp) all up and down her legs & back, which made the other one start to gag and vomit too. The Joys of Motherhood, right? Great times to look back on and laugh. and one day, probably sooner than it feels, you will look back and say, "crap! how'd i do ALL that? I am stronger than I ever realized"
Keep up the good work Meg! You can do hard things!!! You've already proven that!
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Love that post you linked....sorry I didn't give you any advice. Frankly I didn't feel qualified and everytime I tried to comment (like 5 or 6 times) I gave myself an anxiety attack! Really you are not alone, I went through a bout of the blues with Lo and it's just plain tough.
Pee from all three on the bed though...now that's funny. Hopefully you are in a good enough place now to give that one a GOOD laugh!
(Who cares if it's followed by a good long cry too?)
Oh no. Sounds like a day.
I'm glad you're blogging about it all so we can share in the fun :)
Send me your sheets, I'll wash 'em!
Okay, megan, i can't believe I'm commenting on your blog.... mostly because I don't think you have any remembrance of me and because I can't even remember through my course of blog hopping how I found your blog, but.... I wanted to let you know that indeed you are not alone. After the birth of my 4th (with my oldest being 5) I felt every day like poking my eyes out, LOL.
Just last week I was changing the tenth poopy diaper for the day and glanced at the clock to see that it wasn't even noon. Those tummy viruses can do a number on diapers!
Hang in there and keep your humor - it is honestly the only thing that saves me some days. And oh, I just wanted to point out that the woman in the blog you referred to has only ONE child and she feels like her life is crazy.... let that sink in a little. Think how much more AMAZING you are!!
nice one! once i was traveling alone with a double connection...one child puked on me, the baby had diarhea (sp) all up and down her legs & back, which made the other one start to gag and vomit too. The Joys of Motherhood, right? Great times to look back on and laugh. and one day, probably sooner than it feels, you will look back and say, "crap! how'd i do ALL that? I am stronger than I ever realized"
Keep up the good work Meg! You can do hard things!!! You've already proven that!
Oooh, I am SO sorry.......I wish I could say more but what can you say???
Ginna once threw up in Guy's mouth.
Things could be worse.
Maybe I'll find a gold medal and award it to you:
Mike Phelps couldn't have been any wetter than that bed.
haha...I dont know why that is funny to me..the whole peed on your bed thing...I know it wasnt funny then, but probably now...
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