I am having such a crap week.

On Monday I endured a prolonged teeth-scraping while simultaneously trying to soothe my fretful child. We made no friends in that dental office. My gums hurt for at least 24 hours.

On Tuesday night I stupidly threw Blake's emerging schedule to the dogs. He cried all the way to the LLL meeting, for which we were late. He spit up on everything within reach. He cried all the way home. And he was impossible to settle all night.

On Wednesday I rushed out of the house with my brother, leaving my father with a crying baby. At the doctor's office I was examined by a clumsy resident, then re-examined by my cold fish GP. They think that I have a cyst, and have referred me to a specialist. That appointment isn’t until May.

Today my grandmother's sister died. Half of the Original Six are talking about leaving the Baby Club for good. And my trip to the movies was marked by route confusion, poor timing, bad parking decisions, cold rain in baby faces, long walks through underground garages and more spit up than I'd previously thought could fit in a baby. No, I didn't like the Ladykillers. In this mood, I'm pretty sure that everything would've left me cold.

I can't wait to see what tomorrow brings.

Happy April, everyone. Cruelest month, indeed.

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- Rocketbride's adventure of 4/01/2004 08:34:00 p.m.