‘Scuze me while I pick my face up from the keyboard…I am running on flat McDonald’s coke right now and not much else.

We had a pretty good Monday. I didn’t yell TOO much at all the kids…they took their multiple timeouts pretty well. We all stayed calm and managed to have fun.

Crunchy Husband built a fort for them out of a tarp and our newly delivered (I use the term verrrry loosely Oh happy HOME DEPOT people, where apparently the definition of ‘delivery’ means driving your shed up to the curb in your fork lift and then sitting there staring at you until you realize that HE is not going to get of the fork lift and help in any manner move the shed anywhere NEAR my yard. This is “curbside” delivery!!!) shed (still in box). There was much screaming and laughter. Our daycare kids stated that they wished their dad did stuff like that and that made us all sad.

For dinner we took Crunchy Grandma out for dinner to Steveston Village and enjoyed some yummy fish and chips on the docks. She is not doing good. She worries about her daughter and is worried about the house and on and on. This was a little break for her.

We came home to a message from my MIL’s doctor. Not good news. Again. This time it is an infection and fever. The asked that the boys come down. Again.

So my mom came over to watch the kids and we headed down there. But again, she was stable. Just critical and now fighting some infection. My poor Crunchy Husband cannot take much more of this.

While typing this, I was told by CH that they are now despite the infection finishing closing her up and removing SOME of the life support. Fingers crossed.

Anyway, another late night fright down at Vancouver General. I left the boys there and headed home. The boys left soon after as there was not much to be done or said.

Just more pain and worry.

Sooooooo…I wake up today around 7 am in Adam’s bed…he in MY spot in the big bed. I realized I am feeling…..damp. Head to the washroom. Uh oh. I appear to be bleeding.

Panic…..wake up CH, call mom….I am shaking. We head to ER.

Four hours later and the bleeding seem to have stopped as soon as it started. They took some blood and did a quick pelvic exam. Everything ‘looks’ ok. But too soon to say.

They have booked me for an ultra sound next week and hopefully we can see if the peanut is THERE and ok.

But really. And it was the SAME bed and the SAME nurse that we had when I was LAST in the ER with my weird allergy attack.

How much more garbage are we supposed to take here?

At least I get a break soon from my poor daycare kids who are having to put up with very grumpy adult supervision. We did try to mollify them with ice cream from McDonald’s.

And what can I say about my mom who looked after FOUR kids for the morning. My mom.

So CH and I are exhausted. Hopefully we will hear something positive about his mom. We are tired of the ‘prepare for the worst’ talks they keep giving us. We get it. But we are not giving up yet.

We missed Caity’s appointment with her preschool teacher.

Mom is in a quandry about heading to Pender Island even if I can’t go….she worries about not being here to help…..meaning that if anything DID happen CH would have to head to the hospital without me and I don’t think he can hack that too much more.

But it also doesn’t seem fair that so many lives are in limbo while one woman lays unconscious oblivious to all this drama.

I don’t know.

I am enjoying surfing and reading the BlogHer stuff as it appears…….it appears to be an interesting experience for all.

It IS pretty miserable here.

As we speak (read/type,etc) my MIL is back in surgery.  They are finally  closing her up.  We don’t know if this is good or bad.  She had one bad moment the other night where her heart STOPPED, but has been holding her own ever since…on life support…but at least that is something.

I HOPE closing her up means something good.  We really need some good news.

Crunchy Husband needs SOMETHING good.  He is so messed up.  The worry and then being sick on top of it….too much.

I have just been feeling plain awful.   The worry.  The stress and this has got to be the WORST 1st  trimester I have EVER experienced.  I feel wretched.  I have no energy and no appetite and just want to sleep all day.

They kids have had to put up with snapping angry parents all week long. What fun.

My neighbours…bless her.  The one’s I do child care for.  They took Adam and Caity with them for the boy’s birthday celebrations today.  We didn’t have to go.  Gave us a three hour break.   She has offered to take Adam to the Lantern Festival tonight too.  Something we had been meaning to do for years.   So at least the kids have had SOME fun.

So between the worry about my MIL.  Sulking about missing all the fun at BlogHer….well.   You can only imagine the atmosphere here.

I have not wanted to blog or to read blogs or to think blogs.    I let the guy down that I was doing paid stuff for.  I just couldn’t.   There has been a wealth of material for Wet Coast…..and nope…have NOT felt like it  at all.   Haven’t spoken to friends.  Nothing.

This was such a missed opportunity.   I was going to get to speak to CBC Radio FROM the conference!  How cool is that!?   I was looking forward to meeting all the people I am in awe of.  I was looking forward to waving my now wasted business cards in everyone’s faces.  I was looking for inspiration and ideas about my future with blogging and writing.

I know my MIL’s life and my families health is MORE important than any conference……but I was sooo needing it.  It was going to be MY thing.  My ONE thing where  I wasn’t a wife and a mother.  Something just for me.    To have lost that.  Well, it really hurts.  It was also going to be a mental health break…which I really need.

But now…..well what can you do.

For my husbands sake, I hope my MIL comes out of this.   That family has suffered too much.

Anyway….I hope I feel better soon too and manage to pull myself up by my bootstraps.

The one good thing..I have done a lot of reading.  It is my escape when things are bad.  I have sat in my newly turfed back yard and read.  And read.   That was nice.

See ya.

I am sorry to say..with time going on and no news (not to mention the Crunchy parents not happy) that I have cancelled my plans.

I am just sick about it……..

I am sorry to be missing all of you.

Well, my MIL went in for MASSIVE heart surgery…to patch the hole and do at least two bypasses.  They managed ok, but now they can’t stop the bleeding and the heart is inflammed, so she is in ICU with her chest wide open while they try to slow the bleeding and so on….

Crunchy Husband was with her all night.  He plans on sticking around too.  Poor guy.

Soooooooo……fingers crossed for my MIL.

My heart aches for the family….no matter my feelings for her.

Aaaand..who knows about BlogHer now.

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Not much to blog about here…

I am away to spend my weekend cleaning and packing what  I can for my trip, since Monday to Wednesday will be daycare time again.

My MIL MAY have open heart surgery on Monday.   That has my hubby freaking a bit….I don’t blame him.   So we are staying on our toes and prepared for all sort of upheavals just now.

Can’t wait for BlogHer!

As I was ignoring all the kids in my house reading everyone’s blogs today…I came across this. Mocha Momma and the ten second all about me idea!

This is it.

I am pretty open in my site about me. I try to look at the funny side of things. I am a tad insecure. I have my ups and downs.

I have a snarky temper and my dh reminded me that I suck at laundry and tend to bleach things that shouldn’t.

I am a dreamer. I don’t see myself as I really look…I am waaaay hotter with a smaller nose in MY MIND!

I have a faint Scottish accent too.

So that will be me.

blogme2007

I do like these things…but I tend to get distracted and forget that I was tagged…so if I forgot you…OOPS!

Anyway…SQT tagged me with this one...which I may have done a while back ( I can’t remember) and  Banana Lady herself tagged me with this fun idea……so can I combine the two?

Here is my 8 random things I would do if I won or came into a lot of money!

1.  Pay all debts…mine, dh’s, my mom’s, help out my bil.

2.  Help them all buy fabulous homes, cars, furnishing, etc
3.  Shopping.  And not just shopping..but shopping at the pricey places.  Paying too much for fun and frivolous items.

4.  Buy a fab house….a big fab house.   Fill big fab house with all the fun toys…..kitchen gadgets, giant spa tubs, pools, saunas, giant screen tv’s.

5.  Vacation….with staff for the kids…somewhere warm and lazy.  But with a side trip to the UK to see all the family there.  Maybe purchase a wee cottage somewhere….or a castle

6.  Personal Trainer…for all of us

7.  Dentistry…..cosmetic

8.  Something philanthropic.   Charity is good for the soul

Ick.

It is a bit cool today, so I put on my jeans.  Now granted it ain’t been pretty on my bod for a while…but whoooo…..ouch.

I am taking FOUR kids out today.   The employers of the mom of the kids I care for is having a family carnival.   What a shame…..with the forecast for rain and wind.

But it will beat keeping them in the house all day.

Adam is on the road to recovery….not well yet…but should be ok.  But his nasal whine is KILLING ME!

I just love that I can get four car seats in my car.

So.  I need bigger jeans.

I have a stretch pair…and they are rather sexy.  Low riders and all…but they are TOO stretchy and if you bend and get back up…they don’t.

Hmmmm.

but not really.

Adam has some sort of bug and is really sick and feverish.

Caity is getting over something AND I have the daycare kids.

Today is all about getting through it as smoothly as possible.

If I can keep Adam resting and the other kids out of his way….we should be ok.

Oh and Crunchy Husband trashed his shoulder in a spill during a water fight with all the kids yesterday….so he it out of action.

Just me against the world.

So no goals…just survival.

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