Bad Day

Some days are so hard. Today was one of those days. It rained ALL DAY. Not like rained a little and then stopped and then rained a little more. ALL DAY. Like poured down rain, then slowed down a bit and then poured some more. Normally a rainy day wouldn't bum me out too much because we usually get out in the rain and try to run some errands. But this was pouring, cold, flood the roads rain. So we were house-bound.

The day started off okay. We got up and made breakfast and watched a movie - Marley and Me. But by lunch time when it was really pouring and Lauren was bouncing off the walls, I had had enough. I decided to let her help me make some cookies and decorate them. I was hoping this would occupy her a little and help with the stir crazy, but it didn't.

Shortly after the cookies, Brian noticed water coming in our kitchen window. This was at the height of the rain and when he pulled the blinds off the window, the water started pouring in. Yuck! He rigged some plastic both outside and inside the window and it helped direct some of the water to the sink rather than the floor and counter tops. Tomorrow, he is going to take a look at the window and decide if it's something he can fix or if it's something we need to call someone out to look at. Ugh.

Nathan has always been a bit attached to me. Like, if I walk into a room and he sees me or hears my voice then he insists that I hold him. It has recently gotten much worse. Like he cries and screams until I pick him up. Very irritating at times. Today he was particularly bad. He insisted that I hold him all day. He cried if I put him down or if Brian held him or if I held him but didn't pay attention to him. (He had to be facing me in my lap in order to be happy. Just sitting in my lap facing the room was unacceptable.) I'm sure there will be a point when I will really miss this attachment and I am trying really hard to enjoy his unwavering affection, but seriously, I have to be able to put him down at some point. People have to go to the bathroom. Or do laundry. Or pay attention to their other children.

I say all of that to say this: the fact that he was glued to my hip today only made the day that much worse. Picture if you will 12 hours of being stuck in the house with a neurotic dog that is afraid of the rain and needs to go potty but refuses to go outside in the rain so she paces from room to room. A 3 1/2 yr old that is bored out of her mind so she is getting into everything. Trashing her toy room, coloring on herself with markers, cutting paper into teeny tiny pieces all over the floor, and asking to go outside in the rain every 10 minutes. A 6 month old who refuses to be put down, even to sleep. He cried and moaned and groaned and kicked and spit and was generally unhappy all day. To top it all off, we have water pouring in from our kitchen window. It was a bad day. The weather man promises tomorrow will be better. He better not be lying.