Warning: This post is long, includes no pictures, is generally negative, somewhat gross, and probably really boring to read. Feel free to stop reading now. I'll never know.
I know it's still pretty early in the day, but it's already been a pretty awful one. I'm not really superstitious at all, but this has got to be the worst Friday the 13th I remember.
It all started about the time I went to bed last night around midnight, so when the day officially began, I guess. Elise hadn't been sleeping well, and she woke up just before I headed to bed. I took care of her, put her back to sleep, and tried to go to bed myself. I woke up at least once an hour, sometimes more often, for the entire night because we all have colds and I couldn't breathe through my nose at all. I kept getting unbearably thirsty from breathing through my mouth. So I had a terrible night's sleep.
Then Elise woke up again at 5ish this morning, and I tried to put her back to sleep. Matt's alarm was going to go off at 5:30am, so I convinced him to get out of bed a few minutes early so the sound wouldn't bother Elise as she tried to go back to sleep. I shouldn't have bothered. Not only did she not go back to sleep, but she took off her pajamas, her onesie (which I thought she couldn't get off herself), and her diaper, and she peed everywhere. She sat in the corner when she peed, so it got all over the carpet too. Awesome.
I made Matt late leaving for work because I needed him to watch Elise in the bathtub while I cleaned up the mess. He finally left, I bathed Elise, and we went down to have some breakfast. Elise has been having trouble with constipation lately, and I took her to the doctor earlier this week for it. This morning she was scheduled for her 18-month well check (even though she's 19 months now). She was fine on Monday evening when I brought her in, but since then, like I said we all got bad colds. More on that later. So we were having breakfast, but first I wanted to make sure Elise drank her apple juice with stool softener in it.
Right in the middle of that, though, I started to feel like I was going to puke. I know I'm pregnant, but I don't vomit often. Between this pregnancy and the my pregnancy with Elise, I have thrown up a total of once, which was when I was brushing my tongue one morning while I was pregnant with Elise. I had some nausea for a while with this baby, but that stopped almost completely several weeks back. So I felt like I was going to throw up, and then I felt like I was going to black out. Thankfully, I didn't black out, and I hadn't eaten anything yet so I didn't exactly throw up either. After some dry heaving, I pulled myself together, helped Elise finish her apple juice, and then we had breakfast.
I thought we were early getting ready to go to Elise's well check, but we somehow ended up leaving late. Then I ended up getting lost because I went too far and passed the turn. I called Matt to help me figure out where I was, but he has lost his voice almost completely so the call was really frustrating. I could hardly hear him, but he managed to get me back on track. We made it to the doctor's office 15 minutes late.
Then I realized I forgot Elise's shot record. Then Elise peed on the table in the 3 seconds the nurse had me take her diaper off to weigh her. If you're counting, that's the second pee mess this morning. Then Elise had ear infections in both ears. She cried a lot during the doctor's visit, poor thing, which she usually doesn't do at all. She didn't cry at all when she got a shot, though; she was so brave. But on the way home, she blew her nose in her sock. Then she cried a lot while I tried to get her to eat something before I put her down for a nap.
Elise feels miserable. And I feel miserable. And Matt feels miserable, has lost his voice, and has to work a ton of hours today. I hope he comes home early, though, and I told him that. Does that make me an unsupportive wife? Probably.
So that's the end of my pity party. I thought maybe writing this all down would make me feel a little better about it, and I think it has somewhat. No pictures in this post; I don't really want to remember this day that way. Hopefully the second half of this day will be an improvement on the first. I think I might go take a nap now.