The weather, I feel, has been terrible for weeks.
"It's awful." I whined to my husband this morning, while the toddler instituted her daily dose of military intensity cuddling and feeding of dry cereal.
But honestly, the grey, the damp, the not being able to dry clothes on a clothesline or fuss in the garden or take the children outside. It's draining my will to live.
So here we are, stuck inside. Except that today is a day where we are not stuck inside because we have to go out. The cat has developed an expensive-looking ailment and David has taken him to the vet, and then will come home to pick us up and drive the long distance to the city so that I can wait for hours to see the bebe doctor who will weight me, poke my stomach and send me on my way. And then as consolation we will eat at some horrendous boxy restaurant-type place and grit our teeth and go to Walmart. If I've timed it correctly, and there's no reason to assume I haven't, we will get to the spot where we need to purchase items just as Clara breaks down into an exhausted tantrum and Samuel, overwhelmed with life, will flail about the checkout line and knock over a display of gum.
"Listen to the beautiful music!" I'll bellow at the children in the back seat while blasting Gregorian chant. "Can't you hear God!" Of course they can't. They can't hear a blessed thing over the noise of their own annoying voices howling in rage in the backseat. They will fall asleep 6 minutes before we get home.
The backseat. Oh my. I ignored the endless contractions and crawled around there installing car seats the other day. I was very very hopeful that somehow the three seats we already own could be arranged in such a way as to fit in the back of a small car. The idea of buying another seat is too much for me right now. And the Lord was gracious and they fit and my children look like sardines. David thinks that we should now remove the infant seat until we need it and I firmly disagree because I'm not installing it again when I am even fatter.
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