Reality Hits Hard

Okay, so a few posts ago I mentioned how great an accomplishment it was that I was able to take a shower in the middle of the day with all the kids home and no one else :)......well......not "accomplishment"----"PURE LUCK!!!"..........silly me..... I got too confident and......I tried it again. What was I thinking??

I got it all set up just like before- got Noah to sleep, laid him in his bed, put on a movie for the boys (judge me all ya want- I was desperate :)), and told the girls I was going to be in the shower so if they hear Noah cry to come sing to him (aka: STALL until I can hurry and rinse whatever off and get out). I got in the shower and only got one line into the song "Love at Home" when I heard Noah starting to let off his warnings. So I called to the girls to come help him....no answer....Noah starts screaming (which is generally okay for a few minutes- he's gonna have to cry a little) so I started to hurry. Then not even a whole minute later Luke is pulling open the curtain to tell me "arm-hurt-Bubba!". So I tell him to go tell Bubba to come here. THEN not even a whole minute later (keep in mind that Noah is now crying and now Luke is in my room with the baby and Charity- can be okay, but not usually)- I'm hurrying even more- I hear this EAR PIERCING SCREEEEEAM from Kelly-- then Charity comes running in with her dramatic emergency voice yelling, "MOM! KELLY'S NOSE IS BLEEDING ALL OVER THE PLACE!!!!" Oh gees. So yeah, this shower is not a good idea- this is definitely how I would have pictured it a month ago- I can't believe I actually thought I would get so lucky again. So Kelly comes in, Brad had hit her nose where she had already had some sores and their scabs had come off (not as dramatic as a real bloody nose, but still). Needless to say- I got out of the shower- and not a minute too soon-- because get this- Charity is standing on my bed with Noah in her arms (crying of course), fighting off her brothers with her feet! Can you spell CHAOS!!!!

So yeah, no more showers for me. I felt like the crappiest mom ever when I got out and saw the madness! But thankfully, just like the times when you feel like a good mom, those feelings have faded :) now and I can kinda laugh at it. Thankfully everyone was okay, and the house is still standing. They have a stinky mom, but they're supervised.

(Hopefully child protective services isn't reading this...and if they are... I've learned my lesson- I promise it will never happen again.)

(in Bradley's defense- he's not usually the bully- I think it was just one of those days for him :) and as for Charity standing on the bed while she's holding the baby.....we had a nice long talk about that one....Noah was okay-probably just mental scarring (jk), Luke and Kelly were okay as well- nothing permanent)

After having 5 kids you'd think I would know better.