Queen of Rambles

I am wiped out. I ran out of sleeping pills and haven’t had a chance to get to the store. They say Tylenol PM is not habit forming, but if I don’t have it I can’t sleep. However, before I used sleeping pills I couldn’t sleep and all during my pregnancy and nursing days I couldn’t sleep, so is it the meds that formed a habit or my stupid brain? I’ve been taking sleeping pills in one form or another since college. Life is very difficult when I don’t have them.

Of course, it doesn’t help that Mike didn’t get home until 9 pm last night. I was with a sick child all day with no help. I’m such a wimp, but the child does me in. I don’t know what I’m going to do when Mike starts his new job and has to travel. He may have to go to out of the country pretty shortly after starting this job. I think I may have to go to Oregon pretty shortly after he starts the job. Or I will go crash out at Kisha’s house for a couple of weeks. I’m sure she and M would LOVE all the extra commotion that would bring.

Since Mike worked so late last night, he took the last train in today which meant he was here when we got up. That never happens and was really confusing for Erik. The dear boy decided he was going to work with daddy and was heart broken when we dropped Mike off at the train but he didn’t get to go with him. We warned him over and over again that he wasn’t going, but he’s only two. He decided he was going and in his mind that was that.

I spent all day anticipating the return of Mike, only to be informed that he would be on the 7 o’clock train. I lost it and started crying. That was NOT what I had planned.

Luckily, my friend called right around then and invited me over to the park. We’d already missed a couple of events because I was trying to keep his snot away from others, but he seemed to be ok and his snot wasn’t nearly as bad, so we loaded up and went to the park. Relief for stir crazy mama and boy! Hurray!

Then we rushed through dinner and managed to get to the train station right at 7. No one else was there and the train was super late. When the train arrived, there was no Mike. I was freaking out, Erik was freaking out, it was loads and loads of fun. I think I was supposed to use a semi-colon in there somewhere. I didn’t have my cell phone with me, so I couldn’t call the police or Mike or do anything at all useful, so we came home and Mike was standing on the landing asking where the hell we’d been. Apparently when Mike said the train would arrive at 6:47, my brain rounded it to 7 o’clock. His train was early. I was way late. He decided he better just get on the bus because he had to get home and monitor the eclipse and I wasn’t answering my cell phone. Does anyone know where my cell phone is?

Fun times!

Also, someone needs to come and teach my child some boundaries. What would you do in this situation? Your almost three-year-old is naked because he won’t keep his clothes on. He starts playing a silly game. “Mommy, kiss my head!” *kiss* “Mommy, kiss my ear!” *kiss* “Mommy, kiss my shoulder!” *kiss* “Mommy, kiss my arm!” *kiss* “Mommy, kiss my wiener!” Oh no, honey, no one can kiss you there. That is your own, private part. Only you can touch it.

Toddler proceeds to melt down, while yelling “Kiss my wiener, Mommy! Kiss my wiener!”

I just don’t even know how to respond to that, other than to keep repeating “no, no, that’s not what Mommy’s do” while grabbing a bag of forbidden fruit snacks to distract him.

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