My assailant

So I might be speaking too soon, but I think we are out of the woods finally. The last time I declared we were 24 hours vomit free, it blew up in my face. Not literally, thank goodness. Anyways, this has been a long hard week. I don't think I will be able to touch alfredo sauce again because I swear my kids can recreate that smell to a tee in the worst way. Micah's room will never be the same. Let's hope that the smell isn't revived by a good carpet cleaning. Enough grossing you out.
Well, I have to say that Friday was the hardest on us all. Micah had woken up several times through the night to vomit, which means I was up too. We actually just camped out on the couch. The next morning, Micah and I were pretty useless. Chad went off to work (that didn't last long) and B kept herself entertained pretty well. With the obscene amount of vomit, I had left two big serving bowls around the house so that we could catch a mess before it happened. Well, at one point during the day Brooklyn decided to come by to visit us as we laid across the couch. She had the vomit bowl up above her head and before I knew it is was coming down and coming down fast. I tried to move, but I didn't move far enough. The bowl crashed down on the right side of my nose. I hit so hard I thought for sure there would be blood gushing out. No blood, but plenty of pain. She didn't break it because she hit bone, but man did it hurt! I haven't been in that much pain since I gave birth. Well, it looks like it is all finally healing up and the bruise that she created is draining through my eye. Gross, right?
Anyways, I am working on a few things around here. I have a dresser to paint and get new hardware for, a boot camp to start up, a Wipeout style 5K to sign up for, a trip to Big Bear with the kids, and maybe a cake decorating class to take. I think I might buy a sewing machine too. Point being I am shaking up the routine here. Insanity is doing the same thing over and over again and expecting a different result, right? Other people call that determination though...anyways, I have been living in a very small world for a long time. I love my kids and being a mom, but my routine is leaving me with little in the way of experiences. I need to keep myself challenged and busy with new things. I hope you all didn't read the last post the wrong way and think I am chasing rainbows. I am not looking for a thing, I am seeking that feeling of excitement and joy that I used to have all the time and since the way I am living life right now isn't filling my cup, I need to change things. That in itself is exciting!