This has been a severely bad week for the Denney Clan.
First, everyone was fighting horrible colds, even baby Ezekiel. Ethan ended up with an ear infection, requiring a trip to the dr.
Kaylee turned 2 on Wednesday. We were going to have a boring trip to the dr, again, for just an annual check up. But, instead we ended up spending 6 hours at Children's Hospital. K tipped my beloved rocking chair backwards and smashed her fingers. The injury was so bad, the tip was severed off, requiring sedation & stitches and... Another trip to Children's.
Saturday was Kaylee's birthday dinner. So, we were getting ready to host 18 ppl (including kids) for an Italian dinner. Then, I started feeling yucky. A fever, extreme pain in my breast. Tada- Mastitis! Luckily, several people ended up canceling on us for dinner and Nick took over dinner/party prep while I rested and called my doctor on call. Dinner went off without a hitch. My kids had fun & enjoyed spending time with all the family! We had great food, including incredible cupcakes baked by my sweet sister-in-law.
Sunday was a day of peaceful rest, snuggling on the couch and watching movies Nick rented from RedBox.
It's Monday morning now, I woke up with a sinus infection. Drove Ethan to preschool, remembering to take the Valentines I worked on before falling asleep last night.
I'm sick, I'm miserable, I'm tired and I'm overwhelmed. This isn't just post-partum depression. This is chaos. I'm sick and I'm tired. I'm overwhelmed.
I know I chose to have 3 children, close together. I chose my life. I love my life. I love my children. I wouldn't change a thing.
But, right now, I'm overwhelmed.
I want to cry. It's not anyone's job to fix it. Just let me be upset for a few minutes. I'll be fine. I promise.
But right now, I'm overwhelmed.
