Being a parent is so stressful sometimes. If I’m not worrying about Kyle, I’m thinking about him in some capacity. This weekend we went out to lunch and then stopped at Target to get a shower curtain (because I had the super awesome idea to rip out the existing doors from the shower and replace them with the more traditional tension rod system….. I’m sure this project won’t take 15 hours and leave me bloodied and unconscious on the bathroom floor at some point [this would have already happened if Kristen wasn’t there to catch me when I slipped]) , We stopped at Ron’s first and Kyle was hanging out in his seat eating puffs and the whole time I had to keep an eye on him because I was worried he was going to choke. Then in Target he started rubbing his eye because he was tired and it got all red. I swear we were ready to airlift him to CHOP because we thought he had some strange case of Pink Eye. Its crazy. He is completely dependant on us for every aspect of his life. I think I’m doing a good job but I always have this fear that I could be doing something better. I don’t know. This is just a bunch of rambling with no real point so I guess I’ll leave it at that.
Last night was a scary night. Sometimes after a night of heavy drinking (Dewar’s, Pabst, Mickey’s) I get really weak and shaky the next night. Last night was one of those nights. I kept getting images of crazy stuff in my head and I fell asleep really scared. I really should cut back on the drinking…..and the pointless blog entries.
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