Today is a day I definately could’ve done without.
I went to bed at 11, like any other day.
I woke up at 1 a.m. to Bekah telling me she didn’t feel good. I asked her if she wanted to go to teh potty and she said no. Then about 30 seconds later, she said yes. Just as I got ready to help her to the potty, it happened.
puke.
everywhere in the bed.
and it kept on going.
It’s 1 a.m. I have no glasses on. I cannot see.
I just know that my child is puking.
And I’m trying to wake up.
Everything I knew about parenting was gone.
What am i supposed to do?
Normally, this wouldn’t have been an issue but at 1 a.m. – that’s another story!
So I stand there looking at her.
When all of a sudden, I hear in my head: “Grab a towel, Ginny – grab a towel!”
DUH!!! Who wouldn’t have thought of that?! So I grab a towel from the floor in my room (seeeee – this is why I don’t clean my room! ). I lay it down on the bed so she can at least maybe contain it.
When all of a sudden…
IT’S COMING OUT BOTH ENDS!
OMG OMG OMG OMG.
Now i’m really in shock. Because it’s not 1:03 a.m., I have a kid in bed with fluids coming from both ends and I’m half asleep.
****Let’s rewind***
I’ve been having water heater/toilet issues for the past month. THe repair guy has been here at least 1 time per week throughout the month “fixing” it.
Last week, he finally installed a new hot water heater.
…that’s HALF the size of my old one.
Then he came back to adjust it because i had no water pressure in the shower… nor hot enough showers.
Then my toilet is running NON STOP. All the while, all I can hear in my head is “Cha-ching, Cha-ching, Cha-ching” as the friggen water is running constantly.
So Monday, he came back to my house to fix the water pressure and the toilet. He said nothing was wrong with the toilet but he fixed “something” – hopefully that will solve the problem.
I cannot tell you how many times throughout the past couple of months I’ve not only FLUSHED my toilet by taking the back top part off, but also made it stop running by manually lifting up on the bobber. I swear if I have to flush the toilet manually or stop it from running one more time, I’m literally giong to scream.
***Now [reluctantly] back to reality***
So back to 1:03 this morning.
I finally get it together and recommend that she get in the shower. Great Idea!!
While she’s in the shower, I’ll put all the sheets from the bed in the washer on hot and we’ll just ‘kill 2 birds with one stone’, so to speak.
Everything was great until 1/2 way thru her shower, the water was totally COLD! DUH DUH DUH!!! I should’ve waited on the washer until she got OUT of the shower. Crap! [no pun intended] So the little trooper stood in the shower while i washed her off as best and quickly as i could with the cold water, got her out and headed to my bed to finish off the night.
Sometime around 5 a.m. …
it happened again.
Round 2 (ding ding ding!)
Only this time, my toilet was RUNNING non-stop. Lord only knows how long it had been running, because I know that I passed out after the shinanigans at 1 a.m.
Only this time, the normal protocol of taking the back off the toilet, blah blah blah isn’t working.
So just like any frazzled mother enduring round two of the puke-n-poop marathon would do, I start crying!
What does this help?
Nothing!
So now i’m in the damn bathroom, looking at the toilet crying (again, hearing ching, ching, ching, ching) my daughter is standing there in panties; post round 2 clean up and I can’t get the toilet to stop running!!!!!
So I get it together after a couple of pitty-party moments:
“why me?”
“it’s friggen 5 a.m. – i’m so sick of this crap”
“why can’t my dang toilet just work!? .. Is that too much to ask?”
“Omg, how am i going to get his to stop running? IF i pull it out of the floor and throw it out the front door, then i’ll have even MORE water flowing out of the floor and that will be a mess, so I can’t do that”
“What the heck am i going to do?”
[meanwhile, bekah's patting my back/leg saying "it's ok mommy, we'll get our toilet fixed"]
still crying, over a toilet, puke-n-poop marathon, early morning, etc
So I decide it’s 6 a.m. – i’m calling the dang repair guy … AGAIN.
He says he’ll be to my house by noon.
NOON?!?!?!? Are you kidding?
He tells me to turn my valve off on the side of the wall beside my toilet.
That wouldn’t be a problem… if i were a MAN! I can’t get the thing loose!
To wrap this segment of the story up, I think i got mad enough that i was finally able to get the valve turned off.
In the meantime, school was cancelled for the day so Chaston stayed with me in the morning until the afternoon when I had several conference calls to participate in for work. Overall – from 5 a.m. on – the day went as well as can be expected.
Bekah was supposed to go to her dad’s this weekend starting today but he can’t take her since she’s sick and his grandma lives with his mom (and so does he).
So now – everything i had planned for the weekend (wrapping Santa gifts, getting last minute items, etc) has been put on hold. UGH! Today is just not my day!
Is it tomorrow yet?
~G