Thoughts for Thursday

I am finding that my brain is much too scrambled over the past few days to even attempt to write something that makes sense. Masyn has a nasty chest cold that won't allow her to get more than a moment's respite from hacking her lungs out nor can she breathe through that clogged little nose of hers. We have tried everything that I can think of to help bring comfort to her: humidifiers (warm and cold mists), Vicks Vapour Rub, eucalyptus room scents, raised bed, extra pillows, suctioning snot out, warm baths, every child cold product on the shelf available, lots of water and fruit. Nothing is working. Anyone have a tried and tested true secret that they are willing to part with? I would be willing to pay for it too .... because this Mommy can't go much longer without sleep, nor can my tolerance level handle a miserable child who cries 24/7.

So, with said lack of sleep and little patience, these random thoughts have been whirling through my head:

* In one month today, my precious little diva will turn 2. How can that be possible? I am not ready for this yet. Why do children have to grow up so quickly?

* When not crying, screaming or coughing, Masyn is adamant on spending all of her time sitting on the potty. She is obsessed with pretending to do her business and then wiping herself up with a whole roll of toilet paper. She has only peed twice on the potty in the past four days and that totally took her by surprise. But let me tell you, the smile that the pee produced could split a watermelon. Why can't she just pee on the potty all of the time instead of cry, scream or cough 99% of the rest of the day? And to contradict myself, isn't potty training at almost 2 a little too ambitious to contemplate or even attempt?

* Last week, I received a visit from that pain-in-the-ass visitor that insists on coming once a month. Yes - the dreaded period. I am a good person with my period. For the most part, you would never know when I am menstruating despite me having clotting issues while having it. And while for some women, it is a beautiful, natural Mother Earth kind of thing for them (and trust me when I say that I have friends that think it is the most beautiful thing in the world to experience and happen to them), it is a total pain-in-my-uterus issue for me. How I loved getting pregnant and being excited in knowing that I would have a reprieve from dealing with this unwanted visitor for at least a year or so. I am getting sidetracked here. The other day while I was doing my business on the toilet, I was changing my feminine pad only to choke on the slogan written on the sticky tab of the pad. It read "Have a happy period". Uh huh .... my first thought was that a man must be the Marketing CEO for the company because really, who the heck has a happy period? Couldn't they come up with something like "Hope that you have a pain free (or bloat free) period" or at least, "You go girl!"?

Must run now, nursemaid duty calls ..............