It Really Is True

I always thought people that had kids would make up stuff so that people who didn't have kids would decide to have some and share their misery.  Stuff like "it's different when it's your own kids."  This was mostly said in conjuction to somthing gross happening usually involving a substance coming out of the nose, mouth, or bottom. 

I remember gagging when my God-daughter woke up with a terrible cold after spending the night at my house.  I've never seen so much snot and subsequently spent the entire drive to take her home gagging. 

But

It really is true!  It's different when it's your own kids.  I've picked boogies out of Emma's nose more time than I can count because my nails work way better than that stupid boogie catcher and even though I gag when I cough up my own phelgm the last week she threw up in my bed 4 or 5 times because she was congested and I didn't gag once.  I admit she has had some diapers that have made me gag a little, but those were way stinky and gross. 

In other news we are settling in to our lives in FL.  We've been here 2 weeks as of tomorrow and I will be celebrating by pre-ordering my new iPhone.  Yay!  Paul is almost halfway through with his deployment.  Double Yay!  Yay! 

And I've started a Couch to 5K program in an attempt to get in shape and lose some weight.  I am so out of shape that I will be repeating week 1 next week, but at least I'm gettin out there and the days I don't run I make myself walk.  Emma loves the stroller and looking around so at least she is enjoying it. 

I am off to read in bed.  Em is finally back in her crib after sleeping with me for the last several days.  Tomorrow Grandma is babysitting so mommy can go get a facial and a massage.  Wish her luck!