My Beloved Boys

Yesterday being Mother's Day didn't help my moodiness or morning sickness. Unfortunately I think I yelled at my boys twice as much as normal to get ready before church. Showering and getting clothes picked out the night before never seems to do much good even though it's our normal routine. So, yesterday I was feeling quite awful and all I wanted for breakfast was toast. Not a hard request, unless you actually want it soon and warm. I think it took about 20 minutes and then one peice fell on the carpet on the way to my bedroom. I didn't really care because I only needed one piece but then Logan, who had dropped it, started wailing. Oh my! I tried (unsuccessfully) from my bed to calm him down and ask for the remaining piece. I truly only wanted to eat one peice and I wanted it immediately because I was soooooo nauseated. Poor kid! After some love and encouragement from me and some help cleaning up the mess from Shaun, he was able to bring my toast to me and was ok. The toast wasn't great but it was enough to help me get to church. I felt so horrible about being grouchy about my toast and yelling at the boys that I think I apologized all morning through the drive to and from church and while at church. This is something that seems to happen EVERY Sunday and every time we all promise to do better the next week. It's such a horrible cycle.

The rest of the day went much better. At church I joined the nursery for a few minutes so that I could have snack. I'd left mine at home and was starting to feel nauseated again. The kids were nice to let me have a handful of their whales. :) After church I called Shaun and he made me a tuna sandwich as soon as I arrived home so that I could feel better yet again. After that I took a nap. It was supposed to be two hours or less but I was having a hard time getting comfortable so I dozed on and off for a while. Then I must have been exhausted because I fell asleep around 3 and didn't wake up till 5 when I heard Shaun grilling the steaks for dinner. Yes, dinner was great, what I could eat of it. Later in the evening we all watched Marley and Me (which Shane pointed out was NOT a family movie despite the PG rating--too much sex and cussing). What I thought was a great movie ended up grossing me out at times and embarassing Shane. Even though we knew Marley died at the end, Shane, Shaun, and I weren't prepared for how much Marley would remind us of Monroe, our lab who died almost two years ago. We cried our eyes out and Shaun declared it a horrible movie because Shane wouldn't stop crying. He really misses Monroe, we all do. So, my idea of a family movie turned out bad and although the movie was maybe good for adults, it was not a good one for my kids to watch, especially since they still are so attached to our own dead dog.

UGH! I somehow managed to make everyone cry on what should have been a great day. On the up side- the boys presented me with their gifts made at school and a nice-looking artifical plant Shaun had picked out (I hate artificial plants but I tried to be nice). Overall the day wasn't great but we did have some good moments and some nice together time. My sweet boys seemed to have just as hard of a day as I did. Believe me, Saturday was worse for me because I was sicker, but they still had a good day. I helps that I can hide in my room and keep distance from them when I'm feeling awful and moody.

Maybe my next post will be more positive. I do really try to have something nice to say. :)