My turn

Last night I started to feel an odd feeling in my stomach at our family hanuka party. At first I thought it was something I ate. Then i thought it was the fact that Aunt Barbara thinks she knows whats best fr everyone and tries to encourage the in laws to have me let The kid sleep over their house. "well, you dont know how he will be.." Well, the thing is I do. He wont sleep and then i will have a sick kid on my hands all week. Happens every time he doesnt sleep in his bed. Plus, they have no where for him to sleep that kid kid friendly OR kid safe and in their place they are buying its even worse. Not only will there be no seperate room (which the kid does ok in. If you close the door and show he cant get out he doesnt fight as much) but the whole place is being tiled!

Whatever. Aunt Barbara really has no ground to say anything because her daughter in law would never let her child stay at her house so why does she feel she needs to chime in on someone elses afairs. There were other things. Cousin Randi wouldnt stop tell me and everyone else how I am dealing with my sons behaviors wrong. that I shold have him evaluated by the school and not do it privately. What we are doing has been working pretty well wth us, so why would i go through the school when its been recomended by many not to? Why put me through all this stress? Anyway, its not her kid.

So I thought all these things were turning my stomach and it turns out I spent all night moaning and groaning in horrid pain thiking either I was having contractions or I was going to throw up all over my bed. Thank god neither, but I do desperately Immodium and I am very uncomfortable. I told the husband to go to work because there is nothing he can do at home. If he was home, he would have to work and I would still ahve to keep the kid away from him durning conference calls.

So Here I am, tryinng really hard to get better and keep myself sane. I am trying to eat topast and drink water or gatorade. Seems like everything passes right through. Id rather this than vomiting tho.

The kid has been quite wonderful all day. He has been watching movies and playing nicely with his trains and stuff. Right now he is watching a shw in my room. I should feed him before we both pass out. I thik he realizes his momy feels yucky. He is so sweet and makes me feel better, even tho I am not.