Monday, July 05, 2010

Focus On The Baby

Today I'm baffled.  


Completely puzzled...

...as to how we are supposed to focus on the new gift from God that will be entering into our family in 8 days when there are so many "fires" to put out.


The LIST seems ever growing.


The van's transmission has decided that now would be the perfect time to start shuttering and slipping it's gears.

And also to leak some coolant from a hose that only leaks when Larry is not around.

Or how about the car not passing inspection this morning.  Why am I not surprised?

(dear dad, please move closer to teach us about car repair.  I'll even sit and hand you the tools like old times!)

And my favorite, the payflex account that is supposed to be "Oh so convenient" sends us emails telling us they won't honor some payments necessary for the kids dental appointments.  WHAT? It's our money.  And we want you to pay it.  Why do I have to show them proof of how expensive teeth are?  I thought everyone knew that!!

(dear cousin Leeland please move from your present base in MS and come to TX to fix my kids teeth.)

And apparently NOW, is the time for all the bath tubs in the house to clog up enough to drain at the speed of a tortoise.  

This was such an appealing option that a sink wants to join in too.

So no matter how soon or how glorious of a gift from God this special baby is, the focus has not been on him.  I have a feeling that on the day we drive to the Birthing Center the car's transmission will cease, a police car will come to help, give us a ticket for an expired inspection sticker, then I'll give birth on the side of I-30 which will result in medical bills that my payflex account won't pay.  Lovely.


Yours Truly, Debbie Downer

3 comments:

Jess said...

Ugh! Things always seem to happen like that. Dave's car pooped out 2 weeks before Maddie was born, and we fixed it only to have it totaled 6 weeks later. Awesome.

What can I do to help you this week? You bettter email/call me...

The Roberts Rollercoaster RIde said...

did i mention i woke up with a sore throat and keira has a fever? let's call this the worst week ever.

Erin said...

When it rains it pours! Maybe I can bring you lunch and visit on Thurs or Fri? Let me know! And I can always give you a ride to the birthing center :)