What a leak

This is not me complaining...it's just venting and contemplating...

Anyone else happy that school will be back in session this week?
Yay. Me too.

Anyone else wondering where their child will be sleeping because their house has water damage or no walls right now?
Yay. Me too.

Anyone else thinking of keeping their kids out just a few more days, let them be evacuated to wherever, while your home gets put back together.....
Shit. Me too.

Am I a good mom? IDK
Am I making the right choice for them? IDK
Will the school punish them for not being at school for the first 3 days? IDK

But do I care? No.
I'll fight it. My kids have no where to sleep in my home. We can't get to most of their clothes.
Did we have it as bad as others? No way. But I'm not letting my kids come home to rooms so full of, you can barely open the door. Rooms so  bare and so torn up, that you can see daylight thru holes in the walls.

I'm tough as nails when it comes to my kids....but this house isn't there home and if I can spare them from...maybe feeling less safe in this home, because they saw how weakend it was.... This house is safe. This is their house. This house, was bought, so they would have more safe places than the apartment we were crammed into.

I'm at a loss....
Anyone else have kids going back to school this week, but y'all are still flooded out, evacuated, no beds, house in deconstruction mode? I'm freaking out here. I'm so lost. I don't even know what to do. Right now, I'm sitting, hidden away, in the bathroom, on the toilet, not even doing anything, just sitting here, thinking...... And the only thing I know, is I will never, ever, ever, figure out why there's this leak in our tub.... I have so much to be thankful for, that others don't right now. My home, is standing, not floating. My home didn't have multiple feet of water in it. My children and animals are all safe. My spouse worked thru the storm when some had no jobs. He worked hard and he came home when I needed him to. My parents and grandparents worked hard with their homes and  kids and with my emotional strength. We did not have to leave the only house my kids call home. My life is not anything to complain about. I'm blessed. But I'm also frazzled. I have no idea what to think right now. Can I just take a morning nap? Would that be okay?

Can we just cancel school for a bit longer lmao

Fatso Got A Bobo...

Well, yesterday....my goober baby aka Fatso, was playing with my father at my parents home like she does all the time. She likes to run across the room, jump into a bean bag chair and slide the rest of the way across the living room.... Well.... yesterday (4-19-15) she did one of her regular jumps into said chair, and instead did a home plate slide into the bean bag chair on their hard wood floor, the chair stopped and fatso kept going....chin first into the floor.  Me, the hubs and Murphy & groucho were just trying to keep calm.... then I saw blood and we jet out like a bat outta hell.....After 5 hrs of waiting, fatso got 5 stitches in the meat portion of the bobo and 8 on the top layers of skin....She screamed and pleaded to make the doc stop and that she had to pee, and that she was hot, and sweating and scared. For 35 min she pleaded and screamed. They washed and cleaned and numbed and did shot after shot....finally we left and soon after walking out, other than pain, she was fine. The process itself exhausted her poor body. She was however up at 5 am bright eyed and Bushey tailed lol.

We took the bandaid that was protecting the area off today and now she's leary of anything touching it or even looking at it....She's being so good about being careful tho.  My big girl.

What works anymore?????

(NOT MY ACTUAL TOILET)

My hall bath toilet is backed up again or maybe it just decided that it does'nt want to work for us anymore and quit his job. My Daughter has a cold, congestion, ear infection, diarhea from the meds shes on now and a yeast infection. Did I mention that I cant take her to her Dr. appt because she litterally is peeing POOP? or pooping pee, one or the other. I cant call to cancel/reshedule because the ladies up front say I need to talk to a nurse about it, the nurse said I need to speak with a schedular up front, the ladies up front don't know why I'm upset at every person I speak to. Then there's the phone. Just as everything calms down and I was able to get my poop filled, cough ridden, ear aching daughter into her stroller to go meet the bus at the bus stop, WHAM my phone falls out of the strollers cup holder as we cross over the metal threshold of the doorway, hits the metal panel and spider cracks the whole screen! CRAP. So, to recap, I've got a crapped out poop tank, a baby who's tank is full but rapidly being emptied, and  a phone that i cant even see what is on the screen....YEAH FOR MY DAY!!!