Life in the Mom Lane

Well, it has really been crazy around here for the past 2 weeks. Ginger has pretty much turned my entire life upside down and peed on it. Clint was out of town for work last week for 3 days which felt more like 3 weeks. I still don't think I have recovered, and neither has he. It was a Project Managers retreat/boot camp. He had a great time, but was thoroughly worn out by the time he got back. They hiked in Zions, rode ATVs, played cards, exercised excessively at 5am, and lots of other things. I have felt a bit like a crazy dog/kid lady who is slowly slipping into delirium. The other night at 11pm I was wearily watching Ginger while attempting to check my email when she got a sudden case of diarrhea and went all over. I was trying to grab a hold of her and in the process got it all over me and the carpet. At this point I just lost it. Here I was, exhausted, smelly, and sitting amongst poop. I woke Clint up in sobs (what a great way to be woken up) he was very helpful and took Ginger outside right away-I think I had crazed look about me at that point. He has been insanely busy at work-They got like 5 new projects and now that he is the project manager it is his job to make sure everyone has work and that means he needs to delegate and keep it coming. He is trying hard to help me at home as much as he can. It has been long hours for both of us. He is a very attentive daddy and I am so appreciative. The minute he gets home, no matter how tired he is he gives Arlo his full attention and tries to relieve me of my puppy duties. It feels a lot like having a new baby-but I am not quite as crazy as I was then...not yet anyway. I know that Ginger is going to be a great addition to our little family and Arlo just is madly in love with her. He is constantly saying things like "Gingie, I love your cute little body" I think I know where he has heard that saying before (maybe moma has said it to him a few times..)