I bet you’ve all noticed my absence lately. Well I’ve pretty much have been a semi-struggling single mom for the last two weeks now. I have been kind of driving myself crazy during that time. Well I guess the girls have been helping me go crazy too.
Papa Bear wanted me to plan a day to take the truck to Modesto for a service and new tires. The truck service that is usually only an hour or so turned into all day and for the first three hours of that time we were stuck and the dealership with two very active girls. Finally we were given a loaner SUV for the rest of the day to go run our other errands. While at the mall Papa Bear was called back to work because a bunch of strike teams were sent out. So that was our Modesto trip, not at all a fun day for me. We finally came home and had all of that days Costco finds were just brought in and dumped on the floor while Papa Bear loaded up and left.
That’s what started me on a not very happy weekend having to go through the house and try to finally get it all organized again. I thought this task would surely take me forever by myself with two little “helpers.”
It didn’t take Silly Girl too long to figure out that Mommy was going a little crazy and was having a trying time of her own.
But this last week –the last 3 of 14 days that Papa Bear’s been gone – have been some really nice spirit lifting days for me. I have had people volunteer to take the girls for me and give me a break, I have had a chance to finally get my hair colored again and had a really nice no kids mom’s night out at my house. These are all things that I didn’t expect or ask for but was nonetheless very grateful for coming my way.
Now the biggest attribute that I need to work on is my patience with my dear Silly Girl. She sure likes to try my patience sometimes and sometimes I think I let her push my buttons and that’s when I react badly. But I really have to remember she’s just a three year old and I’m the adult.
And in all of this time I think I figured something out about our Lil’ monster girl. I think she’s allergic or I should say has an intolerance to milk like her Daddy does.
When Papa Bear was home we were both trying to help Lil’ Monster get over her diaper rash, she was strawberry red on her poor bottom. Whenever you would try to wipe her she creamed. Then funny thing. I had some leftover formula and decided to start giving it to her to finish it off and miraculously her diaper rash went away. Then one day I decided to make homemade mac n cheese and the very next morning her diaper rash was back with a vengeance. She was the brightest red in the whole world. She was like sun burnt, strawberry, watermelon, any bright red you could imagine that was her. And off course I would just barely start to wipe her and she screamed bloody murder like I was actually murdering her. And of course she had the most poopy diapers during this time to make the whole situation worse and more heart breaking for me. Finally within a day the diaper rash was gone along with milk and yogurt from her diet. So far, like her Daddy she can’t have plain milk. She eats stuff with milk in it just fine but I try to watch how much she has now and boy is that always in the back of my head to think and wonder about.
So in the mean time I have been dealing with so much on my own. I really don’t to know what challenges lay ahead of me. Being by myself it might be easier to deal with just not knowing for now.
The girls and I really miss Papa Bear and wish we could at least go and see him. He is stationed in the north corner of Madera county at a station named Ahwahnee and for us to go see him I have to go through Mariposa first, which in itself is a horrid drive, but then to drive another hour beyond just does not sound very exciting. I keep trying to figure out another way but just have not yet. And of course there is absolutely no end insight as to when or if we get to him again anytime soon.
So please bear with me in this time. If I don’t blog I am either going crazy, busy or just plain not up to it.
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