Monday, December 25, 2006

Christmas Day

Merry Christmas everyone! It's the Big Day! Lets talk about my day! It started early...5am to be exact....Madison couldn't wait to get under the tree...so I got up with her....Scott laid in the bed while I started "A Good Cup of Coffee"....just thought I would throw this one in....I had Peppermint Mocha creamer...yummy....and candy canes to stir our coffee with...a little treat....some whip cream to make it pretty....at this time...I looked outside...and it was raining....dark and raining..... Miller awakes at this time. He gets really excited and runs to his new table and chairs...Santa has brought him. I make Scott and I are famous Christmas coffee and I meet him in the hallway...saying he doesn't feel real good. I'm thinking well his tummy must be upset. NO.......I'm wrong. As we watch the kids going through their gifts with big smiles and laughing. Scott is in the bathroom vomiting his guts up. I mean VOMITING........then he gets the other...you know what I mean. So.....I'm trying to enjoy my peppermint coffee with the smell of Lysol...and ginger ale. He goes back to bed. SO here I'am in my Frosty the Snowman PJ's trying to assemble Miller's toys with kitchen scissors...while Madison tries on every stitch of clothing and does a fashion model show for me and Miller. As I reach across the living room floor for some more toys...I pull a muscle in my back and cannot move. It was like electricity going across my back. I'm in the floor curled up and cant move, while Scott is in the bathroom vomiting yet again. Miller comes over to me and decides to hit me up side the head with some fisher price bug toy that felt like it weighed 100 pounds...it didn't it only weighed 1 pound. Madison is in her room listening to her new Hannah Montana CD on her Cd Player with headphones....note...she cant here any of us. So I lay helpless in the floor......crying. Scott goes back to bed. He cant here me. I drag myself to the the hallway......and to the phone and call my neighbor to call me back so Scott will answer the phone so he can come get me down the hall. She calls.......but my ringers are off....and I don't realize it. So finally I can bring myself up to the sofa. Miller is playing with a box in the floor.......and Madison finally comes into the living room to get some more of her things when I tell her I cant move my back. She tries to help me up and I fall. Cutting my ankle bone on a toy. Yes the bone...which means it wont quit bleeding. Now I'm frustrated. We have to be at Scott's mom's house for breakfast in 1 hour and no one has had a shower. Scott is now in bed with chills. I get into the shower with the help of Scott....don't ask...yes there must have been a Christmas miracle and that was it. Madison watched Miller. I took a shower, and Scott vomited again. We all managed including Scott to get to my mother in laws....we drove very slow. We looked like the Griswold's I'm sure. When we got there...the whole house smelled like sausage and eggs, bacon...you get the idea...Scott immediately vomits again....and his dad has been doing the same all morning.....Merry Christmas to us! The only ones eating this morning were the women. And Miller. We left to go to my mom's...I drove home to drop Scott off....stopping once on the side of the road to yes....you guessed it...let Scott vomit again. I put him in bed. And got the heck out of there. Got to mom's......and walked in and collapsed. My brother met me in the driveway to get Miller .....and my sweet sister whom I haven't seen since March of 2005.....met me in the driveway with a huge hug and smile. Even though I went through hell to get there.......I made it to see her. See, C has been in Peru since 3/2005. She and B are missionaries. They have never met Miller. And it was so nice to see her. SO nice to sit across the dining room table and her seat not be empty this year. SO nice to stand beside her in the line for dinner...SO nice for her to talk with me and show me videos of her new life in Peru and what all is going on with her. SO nice to see her....just be there looking at her.....you just don't know. See....C and I are so different...I'm pretty high maintenanced and she could well...live in a tee pee. But we love each other and would do anything for each other.
So I left them just a short while ago...my back still out....and come home to see someone parked in my driveway and couldn't get around them...yes it's still raining HARD. SO I park at my neighbors and trot across the wet flooded yard with a blanket on Miller tennis shoes sinking into the ground to get to my front door. (the person in my driveway was just one of my other neighbor's family members) I come inside.......ringing wet......tired.....and back out even more from tugging Miller around.....Scott is past out with a high fever in bed. I give him ginger ale.....bathe Miller.....look at my destroyed house from the Christmas hustle and bustle.....and sit down to blog. My TV says we are to get some snow tonight...on Christmas....that would be nice..since I don't think my husband will be going to work tomorrow. All in all our Christmas was nice....it always is. I just hate it Scott missed it. I hate it that he missed the kids.....their faces and excitement. Miller is sleeping soundly...Madison is at mom's with my sister. And I'm in my pj's......with milk and coconut cake.....my new fuzzy house shoes....watching Deal or no Deal Christmas edition. It couldn't be any better.
Merry Christmas dear friends.....

7 comments:

Adventures In Babywearing said...

Oh my goodness. I think I'm about to collapse just reading this! Well, tomorrow is a NEW DAY! Merry Christmas!!

Barb said...

For heaven's sake, Jen. I don't know whether to laugh or cry. You poor thing. I hope EVERYBODY gets better soon. I can't believe you had to struggle through this day with your back like that.

Good for you, just kicking back with that cake and blogging. Honestly, what else CAN you do!

Merry December 26th - it has to get better. I love the way you found the blessings in the day in spite of it all. I can just imagine how happy you were to be with your sister.

Goodness, I hope tomorrow is better. Your poor hubby.

Kim said...

I'm sorry about your back and poor Scott! I hope everybody starts feeling better soon! I love your blog and found it recently! Merry Christmas!

Christina said...

I'm sorry to hear that Scott is sick and that you pulled your back out. I have done this before so I know exactly what you are talking about.

I'm glad you did get to see your sister. At least this was a nice part of the day.

I hope this means you have a great New Years day.

Merry Christmas

Staci said...

Oh dear!~ I hope you had a nice Christmas despite the set backs!!

Jennifer said...

Oh my gosh. Now that was a Christmas to remember. I hope everyone doesn't start throwing up.

Mommy off the Record said...

Oh my. You're poor husband! I'm sorry he got so sick on Christmas :(