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I'm so proud of myself

Once again I am writing this on very little sleep. This time it is for an entirely different reason. The kids and I do what's called Survivor Night with friends. Every week of Survivor we go to a different friends house for dinner and then watch the show. Each week it rotates houses and the hostess for that week prepares the main course while everyone else brings a side dish. It's a great way to have fellowship and actually get to talk with adults. Last night the main course was meatloaf. Normally I love meatloaf, but this recipe was off. I still ate the large portion I had given myself because with enough ketchup it was okay. When we came home I fed my 5 month old and put her to bed. Then I proceeded to finish sewing the balaclava's I had promised my husband and his friend they would have for work tomorrow. (They work in an semi-unheated shop doing stone polishing, etc.)
About one hour later my little one woke up crying fairly loudly. So fed her again and put her back to bed. Then my 5 yr old who had been coughing this whole time started crying out for mommy. I go into her room and she has puke on her face, and says "I threw up from coughing." Yuck! I send her to the bathroom to clean up and instruct her to use the toilet if she feels like puking again. I strip her sheets, grab her pillow (thank God is puke free!!), some extra blankets, a large mixing bowl, and set her up on the couch. I give her some cough medicine and head back to sewing. Half an hour later my 5mo. old starts crying again. So I go in there again, and feed her again. While I'm nursing I can hear my 5 yr. old having another coughing/puking fit. Then she comes to tell me about the contents of the bowl "Mommy there's meatloaf and corn, and.." I tell her I really don't want to know. YUCK, YUCK, YUCK! I try to set my baby down, but she is fussy and obviously uncomfortable. So we go into the living room to ensure that my husband gets his sleep. Mind you it is now 12:30ish. Admist the farting and the burping (from baby and mommy) the coughing and the crying I still get the balaclava's done. However, every hour on the hour almost, little one wakes up in gassy pain. I soothe her, give her gas drops and we doze off for few minutes before she wakes up again. I blame it on the meatloaf because nothing else we ate has ever given us gas like that.

So you're probably wondering how this makes me proud of myself. Well, I have been known to become a VERY irritable grouch on so little sleep. However, not once did I lose my temper with either child last night. I did not become frustrated and feel like screaming at how gross the puking was, or how annoying the crying gassiness was. And to top it all off, my 5 yr old woke me up at 9:45 (not that I was really asleep) and asked me if she was going to miss her bus. Her bus comes at 10:30. Somehow I got it together enough to dress and feed my 2 yr old, dress and feed my 5 mo. old, and have my 5 yr bathed, dressed, fed, hair combed and teeth brushed, AND out to the bus on time, all with out getting frustrated and losing my cool. Yep, I am one proud parent.

posted by doingwhatilove @ 11:05 AM