Really? Now?

This morning was really hard. I woke up and the house was FREEZING. I realized that the heat was not working. I went downstairs and found that the pilot light was not lit, and so, using the expertise gained just a few weeks ago (see previous blog), I lit the pilot light and waited. And waited. And waited.

Finally I realized that something was still really wrong and so I called a neighbor who came and looked at it. It turns out that I needed to turn a switch over from pilot to on but you can only move the switch when its had time to warm up. Ironic, no?

Amongst all of this I had kids complaining about the cold, runny noses, and being hungry. And did I mention that I was alone? What fun.

To add to the fun, our cable and Internet and phone lines kept going down as Comcast was working on the lines outside of our house. In all of this I was emailing my realtor regarding problems with our settlement date and getting all the parties at the table by next week.

It was a really stressful time, and I told the girls after breakfast that I was really busy and needed them to watch tv or play with toys but there were things I needed time to take care of and address.

Emma, sensing my stress and I guess trying to change the subject walked up to me while I was peeling an apple and asked, "Mama, how does a baby get in your tummy?"

Someday I'll look back at this and laugh. But not any day soon.