- Gandhi is stalking me. Totally.
- Mia had blood drawn again today (still nothing to worry about, just following up on some results from last time that are almost certainly nothing). It was much better than last time. I mean, it absolutely sucked and there was much screaming, but they were fast and better prepared and she got over it as soon as I handed over the lollipop. And then we left and I was carrying Mia and pushing Owen in the stroller and realized that my daughter's blood was running down my leg. Not, in truth, all that much of it, but when it is your child's blood exiting your child's body the smallest amount looks like a raging torrent.
- Owen is sleeping for shit lately and it has been weeks since I got two consecutive hours of sleep. I'm not going for advice, just pity. Like "Poor Beth" or "you are a saint for dealing so very well with this" or "wow, your ass looks great in those bloodstained pants, but don't you think you could have found a minute to change sometime in the past 12 hours?".
- I had another couple of these, but Owen is awake again. Poor Beth.
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