The party's over.
Back to another week. I wasn't ready. I thought today was Wednesday, but, nope, it's Tuesday!
I had a dentist appointment, and since Shawn's sick, I had to take Story with me. Wilder stayed home with Daddy because he is getting sick too and I figured they could just be sick together. Story screamed at the dentist. A nice hygienist scooped her up for a few minutes so I could get my teeth cleaned. What a nice lady.
Usually it doesn't hurt. I've never had a cavity. But my gums are really sensitive given the lingering childbirth and now nursing hormones. So I have a headache. And apparently I could do braces if I had the money. The doctor very nonchalantly talked about my slight overture (overbite). She probably didn't know that it's a very touchy subject with me.
Wilder woke up naked...sheets soaked.
We have a million doctors appointments through the month of September. How are we going to do this? Wilder's leg follow-up (remember his cast?), me dermo, Story more shots, Wilder more shots (just for flu season), me family doctor, me "girly" doctor...I am already feeling overwhelmed.
The house smells of pungent plastic because a measuring cup melted in the dishwasher.
We need toilet paper and diapers. Even more frustrating because I was just at the store yesterday.
I need cookie dough. In a really bad way.
M&Ms will do until I can get to the store.
Breathe. This is definitely a day where I say, "God, I need you!"