December 19, 2017

Today was really hard. I’m not gonna lie.

We are in the week leading up to Christmas. I’ve worked some fun days into the schedule. Selah June is not in school this week, and I plan to take advantage of the opportunity for quality time. But today we had many repair men scheduled to fix unexpected problems. The downstairs air conditioner broke, so we’ve had no heating downstairs for several days. We just replaced the unit upstairs, so this was not something that we were ready to hear. The roofers finally showed up to fix the leak over the master bedroom. The washing machine stopped draining last night. It’s only about 16 months old. Gag….

So I wasn’t in a great mood and had to rearrange work around these visits. And this came on the heels of us all being sick at the same time. We all went to the doctor between Thursday and Friday. Colds, viruses, respiratory infections… all kinds of junk.

Selah June’s sleep was weird last night after a really long late afternoon nap. So she was in a rare mood today. We have definitely hit up against the “poopy” phase. Every other word is “poop.” And, don’t get me wrong. We did encourage it. At first, it was funny. But now, it’s about as constant as “why.” And Momma is about to lose her mind.

We had a huge fight about taking a shower, and then she immediately crashed out. Sara and I had to talk on stuff, but that didn’t go so well either. Selah June didn’t want to share my attention, and she only wanted to say “poop.” When Sara left, I decided we needed some fresh air. We went to Target, and I pulled into a spot next to the cart rack. Except that I didn’t clear the cart rack. Great…

That was my breaking point, and unfortunately Jeremy talked to me at that inopportune moment. I was not the grownup in the situation. SJ sensed the disturbance in the force and immediately wanted to hold my hand as we walked into the store. She told me she loved me. And she was excited about going to Target and getting into the cart.