Ugh...........

My day started today at 3:15 am.  Eliza woke for a feeding.  I went back to bed and laid awake for an hour.  Then I heard the thunder and pouring rain start and knew exactly what would happen next.  Then came the footsteps.  Isis was scared. It was 4:20 am.  We sent Chris to the couch and Isis crawled into bed with me. She then proceeded to ask me about the storm, and toss and turn, and ask me about the storm, and kick and roll and ask me to scratch her back and belly and thrash for another hour.  At 5:00 am I was loosing it and sent her out to the couch with Chris.  She never fell back to sleep.  I knew the day couldn't get much worse.  Until I was woken up at 7:30 to find out Isis had puked on Chris and was now running a fever. Sweeeeeeet. By 8:00 am Isis was serving her first time out.  She screamed at me and told me I was out of control. The morning was a blur. I am still in my pjs.  I just shoved a bowl of ice cream in my face.  For lunch I made ritz with peanut butter and ramen noodles.  That's quality.  There are dishes piling up in the kitchen.  Some sort of dinner needs to be made. There are toys scattered all over the house. There is fresh spread manure outside and I can't even open my windows for fresh air. It is stuffy in here and the smell is seeping in. Hotboxed. I thought 3:15 am was bad. Man, some days.