Yes, I returned ... tee heee
Well mixed day today but not one drop of wine touched my tongue - YAY. This morning I took 3yo Cyclone son shopping and we had a reasonably happy time. Normally there's tandrums and tears. I had finally felt 'the light at the end of the terror tot tunnel' was quickly coming my way. All felt fantastic ... until ...
10am, Aisle 8 Woolies Supermarket, 5 minutes from completing shopping. I was delighted that for once it had been a happy trip out and suddenly I heard the word "Poo" come from my son's mouth and that was followed by an odour of the horrible kind. Poor kid had a small and mild dose of diahorrea. Within 10 minutes I had that boy in the nearest Mothers Room, much to the disgust of the 'yummy mummies' who thought it wasn't a great idea that my 3yo was in their room. Go Figure! I got him into a Pull Up and off home we go. Soon came another 'wave' of diahorrea and just as I put a mouthful of lunch into my mouth, his head blew up all over the kiddies Winnie the Pooh lounge suite which is now in a 100 pieces, don't ask! (I couldn't get the stupid friggin' cover off and now there's lounge foam everywhere in my laundry. LOL). So, I clean him, the carpet and the lounge suite up and go to laundry to, well, deal with the mess. Then he 'exploded' again and again ... on my lounge chair. He was worse than a volcano I swear. I call up hubby in tears. How quickly my reasonable day had, well, exploded ... like my son's head. LOL. At 1pm, I was eagerly awaiting to put lips to wine glass ... and it never happened. I didn't do it, I couldn't. I had to put mind over matter, I put the scale numbers flashing over and over in my head. I soooo wanted that drink, but it failed to happen and I'm stoked :0) Normally after a day of scrapping up vomit or any other eeeky kiddy crap, I must have a wine that night to wind me down. Not tonight and its a huge thing for me.
Oh by the way, my Cyclone son is much better. Daddy rushed home and of course son hasn't 'exploded' at either end since lunch time. At 3.30pm I came home from picking other son up from school, and both Cyclone and Daddy were fast asleep.
Now I sit and wait to see if my lunch stays down. I was eating WW Cabonara for lunch and after my son's explosions, I was still trying to eat the cold pasta an hour later .... ewwwww....
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