today was a toughie.
Probably one of the toughest, testing every ounce of me.
Cole refusing to sleep, is completley attached and screams bloody murder when i leave the room.
Well today a poop filled toilet overflowed all over the bathroom floor all down the sides of the bowl, and even down the heating vent (thank gosh darn it we are leaving) and poop was literally everwhere but the fan. And as I am cleaning this all up with my bare hands because all our gloves are at the apartment, Cole is screaming for his momma from the front room.
I have never looked so forward to having a choir practice as I do tonight.
I am breathing it all out, the poop exploding toilet, the screaming child whom I love so dearly, the fact that my house is a war zone right now, and that my apartment is in need of some desperate paint, and that the flipping mortgage rates dropped two days after we were locked in......phew
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