I don't understand why everytime things are going well. Shit happens. I don't need this right now. My son is sick and on antibiotics and home. Now, I know that my daughter is going to get it too. Sucks. I feel angry today. Really angry. My husband is one of the those people that expect a lot from people. He's like this indiana Jones type combined with an incredible business man. So he is very capable and expects me to be same way and I am not. However, I do everything when it comes to my son sensory stuff. There are certain things I need help with. I was scared and couldn't even think of packing up both kids and taking him to the doctor. He actually told me to pack them up and drive them to his shop. Imagine a child crying, bright red and shivering and yelling he didn't want to go to the doctor. Aside from my daughter who doesn't stand still for anybody. Packing up the diaperbag. Getting them down the stairs. Getting myself dressed (I hadn't showered either) Getting them in the car. And then with distress driving to the other side of town (crazy traffic) to get them to his shop. Asshole!

anyway, I convinced him to come. But I felt shamed and extremely not capable. I know I could have done it if he was traveling on businss and I had no one. But sheesh I shouldn't have to worry about it when he's here.

Anyway, he apologized and told me he was in work mode and efficiency mode. Whatever! I'm pissed.