rambling most randomly
Nov. 19th, 2005 09:28 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
mamajoanIsaac woke up a few minutes before 7am. Groan, sigh. I know I said I wanted him to start waking up earlier, but not when he's sick! He didn't even nap longer than usual yesterday, like I hoped he would. Still, he seems quite cheery this morning and possibly even back to his usual self. He had some diarrhea, which ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
ww1614 warned me might happen, but it was pretty small since he didn't eat much yesterday. Anyway, I feel much better able to handle diarrhea than barfing, because at least the former is *mostly* contained within the diaper, whereas the latter could (and does) go anywhere.
We're supposed to be going to the chorus retreat rehearsal. I mean, we ARE going, despite the fact that bringing Isaac to chorus rehearsals is demonstrably a bad idea (and by demonstrably I mean "has been demonstrated repeatedly"). But I've already missed two and a half rehearsals this cycle due to being ditched by my babysitter, and we only HAVE seven rehearsals total, so I REALLY want to go today, even if I only get in a few minutes of actual singing. It's not like I don't know Handel's Messiah backward and forward; it's not like they wouldn't let me sing in the concert even if I missed all the rehearsals (although that would mean waiving the official policy for me, which I feel weird about). But dammit, rehearsals are FUN and I don't like feeling like that slacker who never bothers to come. Other people in chorus have kids and ailing relatives and so forth, and they still manage to come. sigh.
Anyway, my point being, we should be leaving right about now for the rehearsal, but instead I'm still in my pajamas posting to LJ, and Isaac is watching Thomas. (At least we finally got a new episode! Thank GOD!!) I just can't be bothered to get too worried about being exactly on time, considering.
OK, finished my tea. Time to go fold up the clean laundry, get dressed, and pack for rehearsal. Methinks I'm going to pack a couple changes of clothes for Isaac, not to mention lots of diapers and wipes, in case we have more exciting diarrhea. Whee!
ww1614 warned me might happen, but it was pretty small since he didn't eat much yesterday. Anyway, I feel much better able to handle diarrhea than barfing, because at least the former is *mostly* contained within the diaper, whereas the latter could (and does) go anywhere.We're supposed to be going to the chorus retreat rehearsal. I mean, we ARE going, despite the fact that bringing Isaac to chorus rehearsals is demonstrably a bad idea (and by demonstrably I mean "has been demonstrated repeatedly"). But I've already missed two and a half rehearsals this cycle due to being ditched by my babysitter, and we only HAVE seven rehearsals total, so I REALLY want to go today, even if I only get in a few minutes of actual singing. It's not like I don't know Handel's Messiah backward and forward; it's not like they wouldn't let me sing in the concert even if I missed all the rehearsals (although that would mean waiving the official policy for me, which I feel weird about). But dammit, rehearsals are FUN and I don't like feeling like that slacker who never bothers to come. Other people in chorus have kids and ailing relatives and so forth, and they still manage to come. sigh.
Anyway, my point being, we should be leaving right about now for the rehearsal, but instead I'm still in my pajamas posting to LJ, and Isaac is watching Thomas. (At least we finally got a new episode! Thank GOD!!) I just can't be bothered to get too worried about being exactly on time, considering.
OK, finished my tea. Time to go fold up the clean laundry, get dressed, and pack for rehearsal. Methinks I'm going to pack a couple changes of clothes for Isaac, not to mention lots of diapers and wipes, in case we have more exciting diarrhea. Whee!
