2009-05-06T14:26:00.000-07:00

Today my mom is giving me a much-needed break from Kyndal. Yesterday she drove me up one wall and down another with her toddler antics. We are trying to potty train and if she is in the middle of doing something, she refuses to stop and go to the potty. And when are toddlers not in the middle of doing something? Apparently never, so the carpet got tinkled on. *Sigh* Back to Pull-Ups. I worked in the garden (which is not really much of a garden right now, between being pregnant, sick, and busy) some yesterday, and Kyndal fed my corn seeds to the goats and tried to eat some herself. Oh well, it's kind of too late to plant corn now anyway. She started scooping out toilet water with a bath toy when I put her in the tub. Usually I let her "help" me in the kitchen, but when I'm in a hurry, it's just not feasible. Last night was one of those hurry times getting food ready for our prayer meeting, and she didn't get why I didn't want her taste-testing everything and "helping" me stir. All this combined with physical exhaustion from working in the garden and pregnancy hormones caused a big, fat, melt-down. I thanked my mom for not killing me. Thinking I was referring to something recent, she asked, "When did I want to kill you?" I replied, "I am sure there were many times during my childhod when you wanted to kill me. Thanks for not doing it." She laughed and said she had thanked her mother as well.

This morning mom called and informed me that Kyndal had been complaining of a booger in her nose. Kyndal kept trying to dig it out and my mom kept trying to see what needed to be dug out. Finally mom coaxed a dried black-eyed pea out of her nose. Eww! We had black-eyed peas and cornbread for dinner last Thursday night. Hopefully she somehow found one since then. I hate to think it was in there that long. I'm just glad it didn't sprout. Yes, that happens.

This leaves me thinking, "What am I going to do when #2 gets here?" One thing is for sure, I'm gonna need an extra dose of God's wisdom and patience. For comparison's sake, going to the office everyday was a gazillion times easier than having to stay on top of such a small someone all day long, not that I would want to trade back for anything. Just saying four thumbs-up to sahms and shame on anyone who thinks it's always just a walk in the park.

Where did my sanity go?