Bloody Tuesday

Tuesday morning I was forced awake by hysterical screaming...

And lots of blood. 

Boy1 had managed to slice open his nose. 

Face wounds bleed a lot. Nose wounds bleed even more. 

This was about 7:45am. I hadn't even finished my coffee. 

So we spent 2 hours in Urgent Care. Sigh.

Skin glue and Steri Strips

By the way, most Urgent Care centers in my town don't open until 9am....rude. 

He was fine by the time we got there. We had to tell him more than once to stop climbing around before he fell on his already busted face. 

We even got some home school done.

Normal moms might apologize for the mess in the background....

Y'all know I'm not normal. 

I have no apologies. I even refused to tilt the camera in a way that it didn't show the mess. 

Why? 

Because I don't care what you think. 

This week is hard for me health wise (my PMDD peaks this week) so my house usually looks like this. Add in that was directly after our UC visit? 

Psh. I really couldn't care less about crap on the floor. Seriously. 

If you take nothing else away from this blog post...take this:

Comfort before Clean.


That is one thing I had trouble with in the beginning. I tried to keep it all balanced. I can't. I have high needs boys. I don't apologize for mess. 


(Note: "mess" refers to the clutter of toys/paper/etc on the floor. Not "we have bugs" or Hoarders worthy messes) 


I've chosen to make sure my kids are happy and comforted before a clean house. 


If that bothers you, don't surprise me during the week. If it doesn't? Come over for coffee. You can chat with me while I do dishes.