The kids got sick, so we cut the vacation short and came home. The boys were thrilled to be in their own beds again, and I was happy to once again occupy a Sam-proof house. The week was long, and exhausted doesn't cover the way I feel. Right now, I can't think of one funny thing to say. How sad is that? You should see the bags under my eyes, not to mention I feel like I am clinging to my sanity.
Now, I am naturally a upbeat, fun-loving, easy-going gal. A combination of fatigue, stress, and PMS can really suck the life out of a woman.
We usually go to church on Sundays, but the boys were coughing so bad, I couldn't take them in public. No one wants to be around sick kids. So we stayed in the Nutshell... All Day. I think I pulled most of my hair out. Good thing I have 8 months to grow it all back before Ben comes home... unless things get worse.
I didn't think Ben being gone would take a toll on the boys. But it has. Sam is acting out like he never has before. I caught him several times today doing serious acts of violence to Nephi. It was out of control! I am pretty sure my neighbors heard me losing it. Not only was he hitting, kicking, and pushing Nephi off high places, but he was destroying my furniture! Sam pulled off all the couch cushions and ripped the fabric up that covers the springs. I was livid. We can't afford a new couch right now! Then I caught him opening the window and trying to punch through the screen.
Then it all hit the fan, when I found Nephi rolling around in pain on the floor clutching his butt. I pulled his hands away and they were covered in blood! I thought Sam had hurt him! I pulled his pants down and there was a bloody hole in the back of his diaper and blood was leaking down his leg. I prayed it wasn't something serious, as I pulled the diaper off. Turns out he had a really bad poop that ate away the skin. (He wasn't pooping blood)It was awful! Poor little guy was bleeding all over his little buns. He got a major dose of Desitin and baby powder.
Finally, bed time rolled around. I just about dropped kicked them into bed. I can't wait until Sam goes to summer school in two weeks. I don't know what I was thinking, believing I could handle the boys without Ben! Will it get better?! I sure hope so!
Anyone have any advice for me? Military wives out there, do your kids adjust? Help please!