Can I Sell My Kid To the Circus?

Happy Wednesday! I'd prefer to call it Winesday, but I won't. It's kind of been a rough couple of days... I've needed to write a post for days.

My "short term goals" have been going well. I recently decided since seeing all this "operation red bikini" stuff around blogs that i'd start my own personal "operation pink corset" goal. But that's another story. I drink enough water to pee every half hour. Not snacking as much. Counting calories. Eating breakfast every day. Grapefruit last week, this week i've been experimenting with baby poop green smoothies. Spinach, apple, carrots, banana, celery, strawberries. Yesterday I added in some greek yogurt and a wee bit of peanut butter. It's been fun. I feel better when I eat breakfast. I wish the scale reflected this. That bitch doesn't like me.

We had these little babies pop up in our front yard and it makes me have Spring fever SO. BAD! I need to get outside! With the random rain, the clouds make it feel so chilly, I don't WANT to go out there!

Two weekends ago I decided to let my hubby go buy his TV. Tomorrow is Valentine's Day, our anniversary is next week, and he has worked his ass off for the past year. He totally deserves it. I could go on and on about how much I love him and all the great things he does, but you'd throw up.

Our old TV decided to die on us awhile back, and not that I feel we NEED a giant, flat, more intelligent than me, big screen. It's fun to splurge sometimes.

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He got to watch the Superbowl on the big screen and I sat there.

He was also happy to find at the store with the purchase of a TV and 2 cases of beer there was a $50 rebate.

Can't tell you how classy that moment felt.

I finally had a dentist appointment to face the music for my root canal. I had been dreading this for 2 months. It actually went better than I expected. Four years of no cleanings and I really didn't have any problems. Need to floss better, finish the cleaning, and we're good! Need to have a filling fixed and see where we're at. And I need a TMJ consult. I knew my jaw was f-ed up, but didn't realize it was dislocating and relocating every time I opened my pie hole. Maybe that'll stop me from eating/talking as much. I'm sure everyone would appreciate that!

Then yesterday, as we were getting into the car to leave, I received a call from my sons' teacher. I don't like talking about our problems with my son. But at this point i'm going to explode. We have been battling this for years and I was sort of expecting it. But seriously, can I sell that kid to the circus? I believed we were getting over this, that we didn't need medication and as much as he talks, flails, doesn't listen, that maybe he was behaving his lil self.

WRONG!

So today i'm searching for a family doctor/pediatrician who will take on our ADHD case. Or a circus. Either one. I wish this were easy. I wish I didn't feel like such a failure. I just have to believe it will get better. I feel like everything we do, we fight. Teaching his sister bad habits, acting out. It's not like he does anything BAD like, evil, but it's like the sensor from his head to his mouth is disconnected somewhere. I wish there was a way to rub coocoo cream on his feet and aromatherapybullshitoils on his forehead and WABAM, he'd be healed. Maybe there is, I'll look into it.

I hope for the strength to continue my goals, stay strong, get fit. The patience to handle the difficult situation in our life right now, the grace to be loving, kind and forgiving. And enough wine to keep me sane.

Until next time, happy hump day and happy Valentine's day tomorrow!