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Evie threw up all over the kitchen floor.

That was the first time she’s ever thrown up so she panicked pretty bad. I could tell she was upset she got the floor messy on top of it too, so I sat her on my lap and told her it was ok, and that everyone throws up sometimes and to get it all out of her belly. I think me telling her it was ok to throw up on the floor calmed her down a lot. When she was done and decently calm, I asked her if her tummy was hurting her or if she ate something that made her sick and when she tried to explain that it was something she ate, she was talking really weird. I asked her why she was talking like that and that’s when I realized she’d taken a huge bite of a nutrigrain bar and it was all stuck to the roof of her mouth. She wasn’t sick, she just gagged so hard, everything came up.

That poor little girl. That had to be terrifying for her. I’m really glad she isn’t sick though. 

Also, cleaning up bits of nutrigrain bar and strawberries isn’t fun. Especially when you’re out of paper towels. Neither is using your fake nail (which I’m not used to having) to scrape food off the top of your daughter’s mouth. 

Oddly, this snapped me out of my stabby mood. I’m glad I could make her feel better. I guess that’s what mommies are for.

On one of Evie’s stuffed Hello Kitties. It was a serious wound, a large tear in her abdomen right where the tutu attached to her body. The surgery went well though, and the kitty should be ambulatory within the half an hour, or just as soon as the Mickey Mouse show is over. 

Being a Mom is rough work.

Now someone get me coffee. Stat.

of my crochet thing have been taken. Normally this wouldn’t have happened until Evie’s nap but she was begging me to play with it and I couldn’t let her touch it until they were done. Her hands are clean now but this kid exudes dirt and sticky.  I don’t know where it comes from! 

She knew what it was, too. You guys might have guessed after that one post yesterday but I made a flat bottomed boiling flask amigurumi (inspired by this amigurumi, which sadly, wasn’t my pattern). It’s adorable. I just have to edit the pictures and I’ll post them. She saw it this morning and said it was her formula. Then she pretended to pour it on me and turn me into a dragon. Friggin kid man. She constantly surprises me. 

I’d already gone to bed way too late and as soon as I closed my eyes, Evie woke up crying from a nightmare she had. I went in there to calm her down and I tried to walk the line of getting her calm enough to let me leave but still tired enough to fall back asleep. Sadly, I failed and she spent the next hour and a half playing in here room, from 3 to 4:30. Then, when all was quiet, I started to drift off again just to have her walk into the bedroom and ask me for a bandaid because she got a “boo boo”. I tell her she’s not bleeding and doesn’t need one, kissed her hand and told her to go sleep. She complied until 7:30, when she decided it was time to wake up.

I’m not completely sure she slept. 

This is going to be a long day. I’m going to have a car today and we were supposed to go do fun stuff and now that idea is making me even more tired. It’s bad when you’re too tired to make the coffee. 

I long for the day she decides sleep is a priority.

But I woke up today to have coffee with Eric before he left and to wish him luck. This is not going to be a continuing affair though. I could have gotten an hour and a half more sleep! Maybe 2 hours if I had the computer in the bedroom with me and I out something on netflix for Evie when she crawled into bed. Man I love netflix. It lets me wake up slowly, without instant demands from Evie. 

I think we might take a walk to my mom’s house or the park today. Honestly, I’m kind of worried about being alone with Evie for so long. I haven’t had to be the sole entertainment provider in a long time. It’ll probably take a few days to get back into the grind but if it stays nice out, it should be cake. 

I just hope my four hours of sleep doesn’t catch up to me too quickly. I’m going to have to reevaluate my bedtime tonight. 

Yelling about there being ghosts on her chair. Of course, Eric and I both followed her in (him to banish said ghosts and me to see what the “ghosts” were). She was freaking out about how they kept sticking to her and moving around.

Anyone want to guess what the “ghosts” were?

You’ll never get it. 

She thought about a dozen escaped styrofoam balls from her bean bag chair were ghosts. When she went to point them out to Eric, the static kept making them move and one stuck to her foot and she panicked. lol

Kids are funny.

Needless to say, the ghosts are gone and all is well in the Legos house again.

She was obviously a little freaked out and she really didn’t like the sound of the tools but she sat there, perfectly still and let them do their thing. I am one proud mama. 

What I’m not happy about, is that she has cavities and we’re going to have to take her to Children’s Hospital to have her put under to get them filled. We brush all the time. Our one downfall was letting her have milk at night. The lactose in the milk just tore her teeth apart. From now on, it’s only water at night, which she isn’t going to be happy about.

And stressed. Six days until Christmas and we haven’t finished our shopping. We’re just waiting on Eric’s next check but it’s weighing on me. I’ve been working on little home made things to go with all the gifts and I think I might have burned myself out a little. I don’t have much motivation anymore but that’s not too big of a deal since I have a cat to crochet. I always love crocheting and it calms me down. 

That dandelion necklace thing didn’t work out as well as I wanted. I tried etching the word onto the bottle but for some reason the glass didn’t want to take to the etching cream so I ended up with patching etching instead of something easy to read. Bah. It would have looked awesome too. I’m going to use porcelaine 150 to paint the letters black and see how that goes. I hope I got the teeny tiny vinyl stencil on right. I had to take it off to see if the glass etched and it was hard to get back on. 

I also made a ring with wrapping paper in the bezel area and it looks pretty good. I have to check on how well the glaze dried but I think it’ll be nice enough to use as a gift in 6 days. It looks like a red and white peppermint candy and it’s set in silver. Well, silver plate. 

My dad called and wanted to know if he could still see Evie even though we’re not talking. Eric said he’d have to talk to me about it. I want to let him because I know how much she loves her Papa but I feel like letting him would be rewarding his stupid. He said a lot of shitty things, including something to the tune of writing her off and I don’t want her to get hurt down the line. How can someone so easily dismiss his only grandchild? He was an awesome dad when I was little but as soon as I grew up, I went from Daddy’s little girl to just another woman he won’t trust because he’s a misogynistic ass. I don’t want the same thing happening to her. I don’t want to use her as a pawn though. I was put through that for years when I was little and it wasn’t fair to me or my brother. I ended up with an anxiety disorder over it and my brother turned into a conniving liar. (He has a lot to do with this fight too. No matter how far I distance myself from him, he still managed to fuck my life up.)

I don’t know what to do and I don’t want to think about it anymore. Can I just sleep the day away? (Or at least until the mail gets here, hopefully with the lockets I ordered and our tax check?)