Friday, November 06, 2009

Mommie Hell

The apartment stinks. I mean really stinks. Well, okay then, it just doesn't smell pleasant.

We have the stomach bug or something going on here. Darius threw up early this morning when he was still in bed. He was actually sleeping when it began. He shares a bed with his mother. Fun times.

Later this morning he hurled again and just a few minutes ago, as he was trying some soup, he hurled once more.

All I have to say is THANK GOD HE MADE THE BUCKET!!

In any event, the apartment needs cleaning and when you add illness to it, it makes for some unpleasantness. Its not easy cleaning in a small spot with little bodies bumping into you all the time, tripping you, and just generally having fun. And when you do finish a spot, say the kitchen area, then its time to dirty it up again.

Its like digging a hole so you can fill it up again. Its just never ending.

And I know the details weren't necessary. I think my readers are all mothers of some sort or another, and explanations aren't necessary. I just needed to put words around it so I can... well, I'm not sure why. It doesn't end with words.


cat's momma said...

Well, none of that sounds fun at all! I really can't imagine dealing with two little ones in a small space, let alone when they're sick!

Rudee said...

That sounds awful. I hope you don't catch that bug.