A lot has happened this week and I wish I could write about everything, but in order to fit it all in one post I am going to just summarize.
On Tuesday morning Monkey and I saw a moose while taking him to school. If you follow me on facebook, you probably saw my status message for that day. I usually take the back roads when I drop him off at school which is about 8 miles from where we live. One of the roads that I take runs parallel to I-90. As we were rounding the corner I glanced over toward the interstate and on the other side I noticed this tall, lanky four legged animal running very clumsily. I told Monkey to look over in that direction as I exclaimed, “Look, that is a moose!” Through a process of elimination I came to that conclusion. It had to have been a cow because no antlers were present. But it definitely was not a dairy cow or cattle because the animal was much taller. It was running which I thought was strange, but it’s gait was not like a horses. Therefore, it was a moose.
This week Chris has been out in Denver and he returns late this evening. I always get stressed out and worried when he leaves to go out of town for a while. Usually the kids misbehave and leave the house a mess. So far I have been pleasantly surprised because the kids have been behaving this week. I have been a little stricter this week, so maybe my strategy is working.
A few weeks ago I turned 35 but it feels more like 45 or 50. I think on my 35th birthday I instantly turned into an old lady. My energy level has decreased and I require a can of diet soda with caffeine at 2 in the afternoon just so I can make it past 6 pm. I have the extra caffeine after I finish a pot of coffee all by myself. I never thought that I would be able to finish a pot of coffee. I must be turning into my mother. Growing up I remember her drinking a whole pot of coffee by herself. Now that I have five kids like she did, I understand why she needed all that caffeine.
Along with my lack of energy I have the worst old lady issue. It is embarrassing, humiliating and really proves that I am getting old. I can’t even sit down without getting a pain in my butt. It hurts, it burns, and I am trying my best to resist the urge to scratch. Yes, you’ve guessed it. I have the worst case of hemorrhoids. Multiple pregnancies sure take a tole on your body. Yesterday my bottom was also bleeding so bad it almost looked like I had my period. I got some hemorrhoid cream but the tube says that you shouldn’t use it if you are bleeding. But who follows labels anyway? For now I will just stand while I type this and maybe later I’ll put an ice pack on my patootie.