Perfectly Imperfect Days

Ever have the day when you think, I should have just STAYED IN BED!!! Of couse, we all do!  Well, I kind of had of those weekendssss.... Call me crazy, but I think this whole crazieness started friday around 5 p.m., Zumba class when I kinda snuck in a small spot up front of the class and this big black lady looked at me like Onoyoudidnt, Zumba ladies...they be CrAzY!!  Think she struck we with some wierd whodoo voodoo stuff, no??  During Zumba, I took a drink of my water and my throat started to hurt, then I started to feel kinda achey, go take another drink and think K pretty sure, my throat hurts.  After Zumba, drive to work.. ( I Know, exciting life I lead. Friday night...Zumba then WORK!!!)  Buy the time work was thru, which was only a set of lashes so three hours, I felt like total crap!!  Came home, we were out of milk, went to wal-mart, got my milk and went to bed till the next day when I awoke around 3 p.m.  Before I had gone to bed that night I had told Chad I'm sick the kids are all yours, I texted all my Saturday clients so I will be in bed till I am better!  So around 3 p.m. when I got up,  checked out my throat and it was just filled with white puss bags all over and my ears were killing.  Chad had taken kids to the park so I drove myself to instacare where $150 in medication and 5 minutes with the doctor, they'll bill me for the rest later (there goes my budget that I worked so hard the last two weeks on)...I had strep and an ear infecion!!  HOLY HELL  I have never wanted to die so bad!!  Chad would come in to my room and try to make a joke and I would just look at him like, Serioulsy??!!!  Get out!!
  Monday rolls around and I have to get out of bed because I have some of the ladies that I re- scheduled saturday set for monday.  Showering and brushing my teeth were nice.  Driving to ballet we almost got chopped in half by a huge truck, all I wanted to eat was a burritto supreme from Taco Bell and literally almost started crying in the drive up because they could NOT get my order right (I was hungry, real hungry!!), fell down three cement stairs scraped both knees and my big toe...at least I look like I'm ten now!  Pick up my kiddo's from the parents and Miss Mila has a Fever!!!!  Come home, get on jamma's, give her meds and started on antibiotics.  Look at my house and think, did a bomb actually go off??  I still feel like crap so to be honest I could really care less what my freakin house looks like!  Give Chad sheets that I washeds and dryed that morning to put on the bed for me while I attened to my screaming baby.  Ahhh....the joys of motherhood!! 
Some thirty minutes later or so, I was finally eating my homeade chicken noodle soup that my mama made for me. I started heating it in the microwave around 7 p.m. and I think I finally was able to eat it around 9ish...awell it was delish all the same.  And I got to eat it while I held Rome while he drifted off to sleep.  And all I could think was this is what is right in the world.  Prefectly, imperfect days.  We were'nt out to impress anyone, just really try to get along with the world and I feel like the world won today and thats okay.  Because I am holding one of the most perfect baby boys in the world and even tho I do have a sick baby girl in the other room she is sick because she kept coming and cheking on her mama, asking, "mama, are you feelin okay?" or "mama, ahh so sorry your sick"  and she just insisted on laying with me for two days, tickling my arm.  So sweet!!!!  I have a caring, compassionate and loving baby girl, I win world and whodoovoo crazy chick at Zumba!!

:Lesson learned  NO matter how sick I feel,  do NOT take nyquil if your lil ones are sick as well.  Trying to add up 1.8 ML to make 5 ML of tyelnol,  seemed damn near immpossible last night.  After detoxing in the pantry with a bag a cheetos I think I figured it out.  But not talking all crazy to Mila first...speakin of whodovoodoo!!  Poor Girl!! 

Mila when your a mom, be patient with yourself, try as you may some days are just going to be bigger than you!! There are women out there that for whatever reason like to paint this "picture perfect" world for everyone to believe and see, maybe even envy?  And I do wish for you a "picture perfect" world but don't dissapointed if it's not out there... "perfect" isn't really in anyone's cards, as we both know there is only one perfect person.   So, I say shoot for "perfectly imperfect," to that means that you are always trying your best!