Curveball, anyone??

Well, life throws us curve balls sometimes, and we can either aim high and knock it out of the park, or we can strike out and feel defeated.

I am notorious for feeling defeated anytime I get thrown a curve ball. No matter the circumstance, I usually (99% of the time) strike out and blame myself and beat myself up. I guess that is just my nature?? I don't know. I can usually pick myself up and move on, but I dwell on it.

Today, is not one of those days. Well, at first it was. I thought it would be a normal day of cleaning, cooking, taking care of kids, ya know, the usual. Then, my first curve ball was thrown. Kamryn slept much later than Addison and Logan. Not a big deal. I got them fed and when Kamryn woke up, I got her fed, and put her in the pack 'n play. I started the usual cleaning, and straightening up, when I heard this noise.

Curveball #2. Kamryn was throwing up. I jumped up and started cleaning her up, and cleaning up the playpen. I took her temperature and it was normal. I got her a change of clothes and when I went to put them on her, I noticed she was hot, so I took her temperature again. It was 100 degrees. I tried to put her down for a nap (it was that time.) but she wouldn't sleep. I put her in her walker and proceeded on with my day. I would say that I took a swing at that one and at least got on base...

I fixed the kids lunch, gave Kamryn some pedialyte, and called the dr just to make sure I was doing everything right (even on kid #3, you can't be to sure) then...

Curveball#3. Addison runs in the living room, and told me how she had just thrown up. Yes, all over Logan's bed. So, I got her the throw up bucket and let her lay on the floor, and proceeded to take off Logan's sheets and do laundry. So there you have it. 3 curveballs right in a row. Here is the time that I usually get defeated. I think to myself that I can't do this. I need help. Right now, I am on top of the world. I have complete confidence in myself as a mother, that I can take care of a sick baby and a sick 4 year old, and a normal rambunctious 3 year old.

I dare life to throw another curveball at me. Yes, I know I am probably setting myself up for a HUGE ordeal, but that's okay. I can do this. I am able. So, with that being said, let me clean up more throw up, do the laundry, dishes, and clean the rest of the house, all while watching my soaps. =)