I'm so happy I could pee!

Well…I did it.  I focused on the positive today, and I got a lot done at home.  I vacuumed, did laundry and dishes, and cooked an exciting dinner.  And I mopped the floors.  And mopped them again.

And then I mopped them again. 

It would seem as if my geriatric, incontinent Labrador (the cult leader herself) contains an infinite supply of pee.  Somehow, I had slipped into a fantasy world wherein she didn’t need to wear Depends and my floors were not in imminent danger of flooding.  I was wrong on both accounts.  Unfortunately, they don’t make doggie diapers in her size—really big. 

So I carried a mop in one hand and a Swiffer Wet Jet in the other, all day long. 

At the risk of making a bad pun, she goes through this in spurts…the incontinence. Some days are good, some days are bad.  Today was exceptionally bad.  I can only focus on the positive…I have hardwood floors, and not carpet. 

On a high note, the puppy is mostly potty trained.  He still doesn’t make his intentions explicitly known by barking or scratching at the door, but he does sit there and look at me with this look that says, “Let me out now or I’m just going to pee right here.”  And I’m pretty sure he means it. 

I’m trying to maintain some level of organized and clean in the house.  It’s a challenge when you don’t live alone.  I suppose the positive side of that is that I am not alone.  I am surrounded by warm blooded beings who love and depend on me.  And some of them pee without notice.  I suppose there are worse things…

Like having a concussion. 

Lucky for me, I’m free of any brain damage today.  And tomorrow is my daughter’s birthday.  Seventeen years ago today I was screaming and crying, begging for drugs to make the pain stop, and calling for my mommy.  Not much has changed really (just kidding.)

I wouldn’t trade motherhood for the world.  I will gladly take every scraped knee and bumped head along the way.  In the end, it’s more than worth it, and I feel blessed to have such a wonderful family. 

Even if we aren’t exactly “conventional.”

Until the next time…I’ll be singing Happy Birthday all day long!

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Posted on August 12, 2010 .