Thank you all for your kind words on my post yesterday. I really do appreciate it. And it's really nice to know that I'm not solo in this mind-fuck that is being a mom. Kent and I had a good talk last night about everything. Actions are in place and discussions were had to make sure that I amplify some more ME time. I am making myself a focus this year. For the first time in a LONG time. I encourage other mother's to take that step with me. Once a month, at the very least, do something for yourself. Take a few hours away. Turn off the guilt and self imposed responsibility and take care of yourself.
Unrelated, but thought I would update ya'll on the Smurfdizzle.
We had our appointment with the new (old) Pediatrician and she validated my suspicion about his irregular heart beat. She has referred us to a pediatric cardiologist for further review. It could be nothing. It could be something. She did confirm that the murmur he was born with healed at his 5 month follow up. This is newly developed and assumingly unrelated. He's still every much a toddler and driving me insane with his meltdowns, so we'll just keep plugging away at the box of wine and Bubble Guppies episodes until February 7th and we have more answers.
As far as his shitting goes, she's concerned about that too. Miralax is on the menu for the weekend. As is some alternative ways to handle the situation when he starts freaking the fuck out at the first sign of turtleheads poking.
Today is a new day. And I'll take each breath as it comes.
We have some really awesome visitors coming into town this weekend and a trip to the circus in store for Smith and my best friends kids. I'm looking forward to the distraction.
Love ya'll! Thanks again.