RANT: The joys of motherhood

Let me just explain to you all the last week or so I have been having.

It all started with the time consuming task of putting in hardwood floors in our front room. THis in turn needed to be finished in time for our carpet to arrive (which the place has yet to notify us of its arrival). A long with this, we need to finish all the finishing work in our house before the carpet gets here and paint the main rooms of the house.

So, already stressed, we set up a game plan. Each thing had its order, time, and place. That is, until children and the joy of adversities came into the equation. It all started with my computer, well really, my life crashing. The power supply to my computer crashed thus deleting all of my memories, my videos of my kids, work, 8 years of memories down the binary toilet.

This was somewhat eased by the good news. Over the last few months I had thought I may have a condition called ALS (Lou Gerig's Disease). It turns out that I do not. Aw sigh of releif, and I do mean sigh as that is all the time I had before the next thing.

The wood floors. Aside from the children "wanting to help" or rather making things worse, the floors got done just in time for THE CAR TO STOP WORKING! Yup, you heard it. My gifted touch of my hand making electronic devices stop working for no reason or crashing beyond compare did it again. (if you know me...this is not the first time my "gift" has blessed our life or my parent's).

So the task now came that we needed to figure out what was wrong, fix it, and get things back to normal before Carter had to be taken to school the next day. So we came to the conclusion that my adorable, yet everso stressing, children had done it again. They must have played in my car, left the light on, and made the battery die. In turn, trying to charge the battery set the alarm off in the car causing the neigborhood to hear the sweet sounds of a siren on cocaine at 10'o clock at night. Therefore, we diconnected the alarm. We charged the battery...and...nothing happened. Oh crap, I thought, not another $800 to fix this POS car. So my brother came to the rescue. He checked it all. Nothing seemed to work...until my brainy husbnad thought, maybe I should reconnect the alarm system. AWEHHHH(angelic singing)! It started right up.

So we come to today. Things seem to be calming down. Life seems to be going back to normal, that is if you call normal Lizzy pooping all over the family room floor, again, normal. Will potty training ever get easier? Oh the joys of motherhood.