I always have to go to the bathroom while im nursing

Oh why Oh why do I ALWAYS have to use the bathroom while im nursing? Its not only than, but other times that I just cannot go. Like yesterday, we were looking at four houses, in two hours. I had to go, THE ENTIRE TIME. So naturally, I felt rushed to begin with, but how can I really KNOW how I feel about a house when my mind is on my bladder?  I didnt have to go before we left, I even tried. Maybe Ive been around a four year old for too long, and hes been rubbing off on me, cause its totally what I kid would do.
On a more somber note, I havent written in ages, but alot has happened. My estranged parents? Well they are back into my life, not because they realised maybe theyd been asking a little too much from me in terms of forgiveness or letting (the past) go, (seroiusly, that will NEVER happen) but becuase my mom got suddenly real sick. I shouldnt say it was too sudden though, she started coughing a year ago, weird cough, just dry. Her idiot dr. said she has allergies so for an entire year she coughed until one day she woke up and coudnt talk, or use her left arm and leg. After going to the hospital they diagnosed her with stage four lung and brain cancer. Two months later shes aged about 60 years, has very little hair left and is in alot of pain. Her dr. just last week misdiagnosed her again saying she had pink eye? who gets pink eye for a month? but again they beleived him and now just found out its a tumor behind her eye detaching a retina. Can we say LAWSUIT anyone? As far as Im concerened that nutty Dr. killed my mother. Im seriously thinking about filing a lawsuit agaisnt him. Im going to get a consult with a lawyer to see if I even have grounds to. I dont want vengonce, its not my belief, but i just want to protect anyone else he might MISdiagnose. And lets just say, it wouldnt feel BAD to see his lisence revoked. althought woudnt it be something to find out he wasnt even ligit in the first place?? When I was a kid he was MY dr. and he gave me pills to take for my uclerative colitis that almost killed ME. I stopped going to him after that, but ofcourse....well...if it was MY kid Id have sued him and found another dr...

Buttermilk and feather butts

So just a little tidbit of how clumsy I am, I am making cinamen coffee cake with my four year old ,while Eve, the babe watches from my arm. I open up the carton of buttermilk and go to pour one cup into the measuring cup when it "slips" out of my hand, pours all over my skirt and Eves leg and lands on the floor with a thud, on its side thus pouring more buttermilk onto the floor. Thankfully there was enough saved for the recipe!
On another note, my cute adorable Eve, wanted to be put down on her blanket this morning to play with her toys, which she put one of her blocks inher mouth, then started to crawl around making a growling sound, if that wasnt cute and "puppylike" enough I noticed that the kittens feather toy was stuck to her tush, looking quite like a tail....think she did that on purpous?

the mother in isolation

Out of the million and one good things about being a mother, there is just one bad thing and this bad thing sometimes takes the cake. Isolation. Not all mothers go through this, most of the mothers I know live close to relatives that they often see or have help them, or friends from mommy groups. Myself on the other hand, have none of these things. I dont have parents or siblings in my life. All my friends live far away and I dont have access to a car to go see them and when I do they are busy. I also cannot walk anywhere because Im stuck in this slummy apt. community trapped in by a busy highway which youd have to be crazy to try and cross. Crazy. That is what isolation will do to a person. I feel on the brink of insanity most days as Im tending to the kids, keeping them on their schedule, teaching talon his school lessons, feeding, cleaning, burping, dressing, undressing, bathing, strolling.
Isolation doesnt just only affect the mother either, nope it gets the kids too. Now Talon doesnt have consistant play time with his peers, he only has his mom and honestly, im boring sometimes. Especially when im just downright depressed because of the isolation.
All in all, my kids are my bestfriends and i am their bestfriends but seriously if i dont get some consistant sisterhood going on here Im going to lose my mind, whats left of it that is, remember I AM the clumsy mum.
As soon as my clumsy husband finds himself some work, Im going to signe Talon up for everything a four/five year old can do, and everything Eve can do. Maybe Ill find another clumsy mum who is looking for a friend. After all...misery likes company right?