I've been stuck in the house for 5 - count that - 5 days! I haven't done my hair or make up for 5 days either. I came down with the stomach flu on Friday and it was still lingering on Saturday. Then, Emery came down with it on Sunday (after she puked all over me, the kitchen floor, the kitchen sink and herself) and she's still fighting it. She seemed to be better yesterday, but today she said, "my bum is throwing up". Gross, I know, but it's how she said it and I think it's cute (not the actual act of it, but how she described it).
I am not a home body. I have to get out of the house EVERY SINGLE DAY. I go to either Target or Wal Mart literally 3-4 times per week just to get out of the house. I was doing ok with being stuck in the house up until today. To be honest, I was either sick or taking care of Emery so I didn't even think much of it.
Well, after Emery seemed to be doing better all day yesterday, I decided we would go to the Aquarium today for a couple of hours. I was so excited. Once I realized she was still sick today and we couldn't leave the house, I started to feel the pressure inside me. I then made a small grocery list and decided we would do a quick trip to Target. Then, I had the idea to go to Smith's Marketplace instead - the honest reason was just so I could drive further and be out of the house just a little bit longer.
As the day went by and Emery's "bum was throwing up" more and more, reality set in that 1) I shouldn't take her out of the house and 2) I shouldn't risk giving someone else what we have. By 5p, I was counting down the time until Ivan would be home. I even started thinking that I would go to Smiths Marketplace after he got home - at 930p. Then Ivan texted me that he was going to his friends after school and I almost started crying. I needed out of the house! I needed a break.
I have been a 100% full time MOM for 4 weeks and counting. I have had one 3 hour break from both girls to go to dinner with my girlfriends. By the way, Ivan struggled with the one 3 hour time frame that he took care of both girls - he just doesn't get it.
Don't get me wrong, I am enjoying being home, but it starts to hit you when you pretty much do 99% of the care taking for 2 kids and 99% of the middle of the night feedings for a newborn. I'm still keeping up on the laundry and shopping to top it all off. I have been taking Emery to Grandma Lola's a few times a week and Paisley once a week so I have gotten a break from having both of them 100% of the time.
So needless to say, I've hit my breaking point. I had already made plans for Grandma Lola to watch Paisley while I took Emery to the Children's Museum on Thursday. Well, once I hit my breaking point, we had a change of plans. Grandma Lola will now be watching both Emery and Paisley and Mama is getting a well deserved break. In fact, I'm getting a massage and then going to sit at Sanctuary for as long as I would like in their relaxation room. I think I'm going to take a few magazines I've been meaning to read and just RELAX! I now have some ME time to look forward to and I already feel better.
Now I'm off to feed sweet Paisley. I wouldn't change it for the world, but inside I am counting down the hours until I get my massage and ME time.