Momsanity Asylum - the babe can drive you insane!

I have to tell a quick story while the babe naps.  Listen to this load-o-crap, I get called from Jax's daycare Tuesday because he is acting sick (he continued to play it up throughout the night).  I kept him home Wednesday and he is totally fine, and running around like a lunatic.  I think, no fever, crazy amounts of energy, he's going to daycare Thursday.  Thursday, I bring him to daycare, I GET A CALL AGAIN!  He's sick.

I go rogue.  I walk to his doctor's office, baby in tow, and ask if anyone can see him.  I manage to get an appointment.  Babe has no fever, but blisters in his throat and tongue.  He has hand, foot, mouth - round two (are you effin' kidding me?).

Friday (today), I keep him home.  The boy is eating everything - clearly the blisters are not affecting him too badly.  He's pulling the cord of my router out of the wall as I work.  I lost a project (thank you, dude).  He's needy all day, but throwing fits when I hold him.  He's just a real joy.  So what did I do?  I plead momsanity.  I turned Panic at the Disco up really loud, picked up the babe, and started dancing like a crazy person.  It was the only thing I could think to do to keep my sanity, besides run away and cry.

So I danced.

I danced until my legs hurt.

Side note:  I still remember when I was little and my mom went momsane and pulled the car over while my brother and I were fighting and stuck her tongue out and shook her head from side to side - true crazy style.  Now, I get it.  I get it, mom!

What I listened to while I was writing:

Jax's Dave Matthews Band Rockabye CD.