No pics this time, just words that I had to write down to remember the crazy week I had last week. :)
After a calm and almost blissful 5 days of baby Lathen being home, my mom left, Blaine went back to work and I began the journey as a mom of four.
The week started out uneventful and I thought okay I got this, seriously being a mom of four is not so bad! Then life decided to break me in and throw a few curveballs my way. ;)
It all started with the simultaneous throwing up of my 1 year old and my 5 year old at 2 o'clock in the morning. Blaine woke to Lucy gagging in her crib and went to pick her up not realizing she was going to throw up. She then proceeds to throw up all over Blaine and the carpet. As Blaine runs her to the bathroom she leaves a trail of throw up down the hall and across the bathroom floor. I then wake to Blaine screaming my name and fly out of bed to be greeted at my bedroom door with the pungent odor of vomit. At that precise moment Carter sprints into the bathroom skidding right through Lucy's throw up and vomits in the toilet. Blaine and I literally just stared at each other in complete shock for several minutes trying to decide what to clean first. Finally we went into parent mode and spent the next two hours bathing kids and ourselves, cleaning floors, scrubbing carpets and washing sheets. Just as my head hit the pillow at 4 a.m. little man woke up ready to eat.
A few days later I started feeling achy and felt like I was getting mastitis but thought I could head it off by taking some medicine and pumping in the shower. After my shower I felt better and the boys had been begging to go to the library so I agreed and we headed out. Again, the first hour at the library went great and I thought okay I got this, seriously being a mom of four is not so bad! Lol! :) You think I would have learned my lesson. Then as we got ready to go the boys needed to go to the bathroom. As Cooper and Carter went through the mens bathroom door Lucy realized she couldn't go in and thought they were leaving her and started screaming at the top of her lungs. As I tried to calm her and pull her away from the door she got louder and started kicking trying to get away from me. The whole library was now looking in my direction. Then as Lucys screaming reached glass breaking octaves the story time lady runs out of story time and proceeds to question me as to who I was, whos children I had and why she was screaming. Finally Cooper and Carter come out of the bathroom and Lucy automatically cuts the screaming off and runs to her brothers and gives them a big hug. Only then did the story time lady back down and decide I was really her mom and all was well. But as she walked away she made the remark "well at least you know if someone tries to take her she knows how to scream". I guess she thought I was trying to abduct my own children! Lol! Anyway, we checked out our books and headed out as fast as possible. I don't know if it was the stress of what had just happened but as soon as we got into the car I started shivering and my teeth started chattering. I knew it was the beginning of fever and it had probably turned into full blown mastitis. I barely made it home before I turned into an Eskimo with four blankets, sweatshirt and gloves. Seriously, I thought I was going to freeze to death. I just couldn't get warm. The poor kids thought I had gone mad since I was asking for more blankets and winter gloves in the middle of July! Turns out I was really burning up with a 103 temp, but I was too delirious to think straight. All I wanted to do was get warm. When Blaine finally got home from work around 9 o'clock that night he took one look at me and went back to his clinic to get me a shot of antibiotic. Finally, early the next morning the fever broke and the Advil/antibiotic kicked in.
I wish that is where the chaos ended, but as they say bad things come in threes. Two days later as I was cleaning out the fridge I laid a bowl of moldy grapes on the counter. I then continued to clean out the fridge. Next thing I know I see Carter grabbing a handful of the moldy grapes and popping them into his mouth. I couldn't get the words out soon enough. I started screaming and gagging and then when I told Carter what was wrong he started screaming and gagging. Meanwhile Lucy is screaming something from the bathroom, but I am too busy with Carter to take notice. After much panic and worry Blaine reassures Carter and me that Carter is fine. I finally calm down and sit on the bar stool to find my hand touching something squishy and stinky. That is when I realize what my hand was touching and why Lucy had been screaming from the bathroom. Lucy had decided to use the potty all by herself and had needed someone to clean her when done. When no one came to her help she jumped down and went on her way, wiping her naked bum wherever she went. Their was more gagging and screaming and then LOTS of cleaning and smelling trying to sniff out where she had put her nasty, little bum! :@
So there you have it, a week in the life of a mom of 4. It is not always glamorous or all smiles. It is messy and dirty and down right humorous! I can laugh now, but I wasn't laughing in the crazy moments described above. :) But it is beyond rewarding when I look into their little eyes and see how much they need and depend on me and I feel overwhelming love for them even with throw up all down my shirt!!!
Hanging out in his baby sling on mama!
Hanging out at the pool. Even though I couldn't get in the pool water yet and Lathen was only a few weeks old, the kids were dying to go back to the swimming pool, so Lathen and I sat under the pavilion several times a week and took the kids swimming. 
He loves sucking his two middle fingers!
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