Mommy Reality

So many times I read moms blogs about their parenting methods or about what their families are up to and they make it look so easy. I am sure it is not that way, because in reality each of those children are not just the quiet calm pictures that we see on their blogs but they are noisy little people, individuals who each need to be trained, loved, and nurtured. Sometimes this is completely exhausting.

Take yesterday. Zach has been sick and we are finally starting to get some answers but we have gone to a regular doctor, a cat scan, an ENT, an allergist, an ENT, a sleep specialist, and yesterday we were again at the ENT as Zach is still not getting better. He has been sleeping the better part of this week and still feels like crap. So being 7 months pregnant I am exhausted emotionally and physically. Between worrying about how we are going to pay for all these medical visits and wanting so badly to take good care of him and the kids I am having a hard time.

I think the faucets in my eyes have broken. I burst into tears at the slightest provocation. I know this is a pregnancy thing but it is really quite irritating. Especially when on the inside I am saying why the heck am I crying but yet the tears are rolling out. Maybe I am just retaining water and that is the outlet the water has found, especially since it seems the tears don't really roll they squirt. That has got to be it.

I definitely wondered about my parenting skills when I was at Target getting Zach's prescription. The doctor had suggested taking one pill when migraines start and up to three more in a day. Well the insurance would only allow us 9 pills for $15 in a 30 day period. Which means Zach can get relief from his migraines two days out of the month.

While the pharmacist was filling the prescription I was looking for a new toaster as ours cannot seem to toast without turning our toast black anymore. I spent the whole time trying to make the kids stop poking at each other. Then while I was checking out, talking to the pharmacist. Ellie bites me as hard as she can in the arm. When I tried to finish my conversation before talking to her she did it again. I finally turned around and told her to stop. By then the tears are involuntarily pooling in my eyes. The poor pharmacist was and elderly man and he must of thought the whole thing was nuts. He checked me out as fast as possible. When I got back to the car and got the kids strapped I just dissolved.

Reality check the kids sat in the doctors office with us for an hour and half. Since we had spent the gas to come to town we needed to run our other errands at the same time. So we stopped at one other store before going to Target. The kids stayed in the car with dad sleeping. By the time we were in Target it was really dinner time so they were hungry and since neither of them had slept during their nap they were also tired. Not a good combination for rushed parent errands.

Really parenting may be the most rewarding job there is out there, but I would argue to say it is also the hardest especially when pregnant.