I Fought the FLU and the FLU Won!

I am alive.

*cough* cough*

Barely.

*sneeze* sneeze*

I am not sure when I have been sicker.

Because I felt death was upon me...I did the unthinkable.

I went to the doctor.

It was confirmed I was sick.

It was also confirmed...I will live.

The nasty flu has taken over my body as well as a sinus infection.

I came home with 6 prescriptions.

And orders to stay in bed until I was well.

I am far from well, but staying in bed just doesn't cut it when you have three children.

I am sustaining life with Diet Coke.

I hope to be back among the living very soon!

Not Me! Monday

It is that time of the week again.

The time where I confess all those things I did NOT do.

Thank goodness, right?

Because some of these confessions could be rather embarrassing.

I did NOT become the mother of a teenager this weekend.

Nope, not me.

My firstborn is NOT thirteen.

That would not be possible.

I did not cry or feel old at any moment.

Not one.

We did not throw him a party with lots of surprises.

(more details in another post)

And one of those surprises most certainly did not involve a limo.

He did not have the time of his life.

He is still not too old to hug or kiss.

By his mother of course.

I am not still pilfering through his baby books and pictures wondering where the time went.

I do not want to freeze him at the age he is right now.

I do not adore him and thank God every day he is mine.

What about you?

What haven't you done this week?

Care to share?

Join up over at MckMama's place.

Things Could Always Be Worse

There are some things in life that should not be experienced.

The death of a loved one.

Oral Surgery.

Going to a doctors office with three children.

Really.

If you haven't experienced it...don't even try.

Get a sitter.

Save yourself from the inevitable torment that surely will come.

I tried it.

I failed.

Chase hurt his shoulder in a basketball game last week.

He has been in a lot of pain since.

We made an appointment with the orthopedic doctor.

We arrived knowing we were being "worked in".

After filling out a small book of paperwork, the receptionist smiled and said that the doctor was currently in surgery and he was approximately 3 1/2 hours behind schedule.

Then she asked if we would like to wait.

"Um, you are kidding...right?"

She grinned.

Nope, she was not kidding.

I grinned.

"Sure."

I was prepared.

I had brought a laptop, crayons, coloring books, magazines, snacks and homework.

What more could we need for the next 210 minutes?

We discovered all the electrical outlets.

We discovered there was no wireless Internet access.

We never found the remote control for the TV.

We managed to leave Cheese Nip crumbs on every surface of the waiting room.

Cole needed to go to the potty six times.

Cole cried because he couldn't get on the computer.

Clarie whined because she was bored.

Chase whimpered because his shoulder hurt.

After just 45 minutes they called us back.

They put us in a hot room.

With only home and travel magazines.

Boredom set in.

Cole climbed on everything.

Claire was thirsty and was in and out 35 times to get water.

Cole tried to take apart the models of bones sitting on the desk.

Finally the doctor arrived.

He spoke broken English.

He joked.

He examined and reexamined.

He looked at the x -rays.

After an hour and a half it was determined Chase had a partially dislocated shoulder.

Meaning a bad sprain.

It was nothing that a lot of ibuprofen wouldn't cure.

And time.

I made a follow up appointment.

I will be taking all three of my children again.

There are worse things I have discovered.

Like the possibility of waiting 3 1/2 hours in a doctors office.

Green Eggs and Toilets

I try to be a good mom.

Most days I fall short.

I have good intentions.

Most of the time I forget things.

Especially holidays that are less significant than Christmas.

Like St. Patrick's Day.

Today I remembered.

My kids woke up to pancakes of the green variety.



Their eggs were also a putrid shade.



They had green candy and jelly beans on the table.



And wouldn't you know it?

Some little leprechaun turned all our toilet water green.

My kids were so excited.

Cole told everyone at preschool.

And carpool.



Who knew this one little item could bring so much joy?

In case you haven't already...go add a few drops to your dinner.

Or your toilet water.

You. are. welcome.

Happy St. Patrick's Day!!!

Wordless Wednesday

"P" is for pajamas, pancakes, and playing.

What is not to love about the letter P?

Not Me! Monday

Here we are once again at the beginning of a new week.

It is time to share with you all the things I did NOT do.

That's right...it is time for Not me! Monday.

I did not spend the majority of my week preparing for the weekend.

I did not clean, organize, shop and cook so my family would survive my absence.

I did not spend the other part of my week at a basketball court.

I do not enjoy watching Chase play basketball.

Nope, not me!

I did not leave on Friday for a girls weekend at the beach.

I would never do that.

My parents are not the best in the world for keeping the kids.

The weather was not perfect.

I did not scrapbook, rest, eat, talk, laugh, or walk on the beach this weekend.

Did I mention eat?

I did not almost wet my pants fifty different times from laughing.

I did not get teased and picked on for my blogging and twittering addictions.

I never threatened to "blog about that" or "tweet about that".

Nope, not once.

I did not need this weekend for my sanity.

It did not help.

I am not thrilled to be home and I do not feel like a new woman.

What about you?

What haven't you done this week?

Join in the fun at Mckmama's place.