Thursday, March 26, 2009

You know your day is going to be bad when it starts the night before.

So Wednesday pretty much sucked all the way around for me. It was one of those days when I sat in the afternoon with an expensive (therapy) coffee, kinda chuckling at it all. (Cuz if I didn't laugh I'd have probably cried.)

The kind of day when I start to think, "It started all when that software install just didn't go the way it should have. Instead of an hour it took all damn day...NO WAIT! I take that back...when they didn't have mac n cheese in the cafeteria (they like, always do). They had cheesy potatoes that fooled me into thinking they were mac n cheese so that I'd wait in line for ten minutes only to go 'MEH. I DON'T WANT CHEESY POTATOES. I want mac n cheese.'"

Then it was "NO, NO WAIT - THERE'S MORE! It was getting to work and realizing I left the lunch I packed on the kitchen counter. Guess I'm paying top dollar for a mediocre lunch from the cafeteria. AGAIN." Only to tell myself, "No...if we're counting that, then we're counting the fact that Hubs took my car to work the night before. MY car with the heated seats and cassette player with an actual book on tape I'd been looking forward to continuing on my ride in to work. And my umbrella. And it was freakin' raining. AGAIN."

But the event that really kicked off this chain of events? Happened the night before.

Cuz, see, we'd been tricked into thinking our kids were actually sleeping. An hour or more had passed since we'd nestled them, all snug in their beds, and everything had been quiet. All of a sudden we heard Will talking.

Given that he's decided that lately its really supa cool to take off his PJs AND diaper lately, and sleep nekkid with his hands on his little baby junk (which is really not cool considering he's not yet completely potty trained) I sent dear Hubs in to check on the lad.

"OH MY GOD, COLLEEN. WHAT THE HELL HAPPENED TO WILL'S FACE?!?"

My heart stopped beating and lept up into my throat. I threw my laptop aside and jumped over the basket of laundry that Hubs had suggestively placed by my feet. (Not THAT kind of suggestively. The "HEY! WOMAN! FOLD SOME DAMN LAUNDRY!" suggestively.)

In two steps I was in the boys' room and peering under the top bunk to see Will slowly sitting up. He turned to face us and I saw it - his entire face was dark red and blotchy. My mind started going 100 miles an hour.

OhmygodwhatkindoflotiondidIputonhisface? Ohholyhellhe'sgotsomefreakassrashanditsallmyfault!Whatahorribleterrible--WAIT.

I let out the breath I didn't realize I'd been holding. "He got a bloody nose and rubbed it around. That's all."

We chucked at each other, waking Nick up in the process. Hubs took the bloody sheets of the bed and I took Will to the bathroom to clean him up. (He sat on the toilet going, "No no! Owies!" shaking his finger, at himself, presumably.)

bloody will

Sigh. In reality, it could have been so much worse. All the way around.

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18 comments:

Muthering Heights said...

It does look very treacherous!

Marcy - The Glamorous Life! said...

Okay and you PHOTOGRAPHED it.
Beyond awesome.

When things go bad for me...I actually chant (like a mantra if you will) "what a great post this will be".........it helps.

Well that and a double martini.

You rocked this FRO post outta the park!

(openid doesn't work for some. Have to link to old blog :(

Colleen said...

Poor widdle nose! I think that would've freaked me out, too.

So what exactly did you have in your coffee that allowed you to chuckle after having a rough 20-odd hours? ;)

Norse, Jesica, and Boden said...

Poor guy, I do laugh that you photographed the moment. You are a true blogger :)

Kelly said...

We've had a few nights like that. The boys would get bloody noses all hours of the day & night during the weather changing. Gotta love it.

Zoeyjane said...

Zoë has done that before - though normally the bleeding's been caused by some rather fervent nose picking.

WeaselMomma said...

You deserve a weekend spent hiding under the blankets in your bed.

Ashley said...

The bloody nose thing would've freaked me out, I think. Glad everything was okay though!

Green Girl in Wisconsin said...

Oh, I'd have had the same sort of panic attack. Hope today is totally sane and placid for you.

Brooke said...

yikes!

scary, but funny that you took a bloggy picture.

Tara R. said...

I start my vacation Saturday... you might want to join me.

Marni's Organized Mess said...

Awww... hugs!

Secret Mom Thoughts said...

Scary sight. Glad he was ok.

Roger said...

Yeah, but you should wee the other guy!

Glad he's okay, and that your breathing and heartbeat has returned to normal.

Kim H. said...

Oh my WORD!!! Thankfully it looks way worse than it was -- but I was thinking it was going to be poopy on his face. Thank God it was only blood! :)

anymommy said...

That definitely would have freaked me out. Looks like he has come down with something that has been nearly eradicated! Glad it's just a little scab picking.

I think he may have a future as an extra in horror films though!

Tom said...

Ohhh, my poor little Will. ♥♥♥

Denise said...

Oh that is so disgusting. But yet, I'm laughing. It is kinda funny. But gross.