Whine & Cheese

I am having one of those days (weeks perhaps?) where I would just like to crawl under the covers and stay there. This pregnancy is zapping me of all energy this week. Not sure why that is because I have been feeling really good. I'm feeling queasy, irritable and cranky on top of it. Not only do I feel crummy, but Declan is being a pill as well. He's got a cold and is teething which makes for one grumpy kid. I am so over the toddler dramatics. Yesterday I just went ahead and gave him the box (yes, the whole box) of girl scout cookies because I couldn't listen to the theatrics any longer. How's that for good parenting? Some days you just don't have the will for battle. I feel like I am having more and more of those days lately. I officially FAIL at parenting this week (and it's only Tuesday!).

To top it off, my dearest husband (whom I'd like to kick in the balls right now) volunteered to head to Idaho for a week. He leaves March 8th. Not sure if I should take it personally or not, but seeing as he's only been home 6 days I am slightly pissed. If I wasn't pregnant I'd book a one-way ticket to Florida where I could spend my time drinking on the beach.  Because I could seriously use a stiff cocktail right now.