Fly On The Wall: Wake Me When September Ends

Welcome to a Fly on the Wall group post. Today 16 bloggers are inviting you to catch a glimpse of what you’d see if you were a fly on the wall in our homes. Come on in and buzz around my house.

This week was totally insane in our house. It was the first full week of school for my older kids and it was packed full of parent meetings, curriculum overview nights, band equipment rental appointments, and extra- curricular sign-ups for me to attend and complete. Plus, add in the thirty thousand duplicates of  paperwork I have to fill out for three kids and you get one completely angrivated mom. Thursday was the first day of preschool for my not-so-baby-anymore baby girl, too, but it was a parent stay day, so we got through it without too many extra feels. I think I was just too tired to process the full gravity of the event. Maybe that’s also how I managed to forget the kids’ first early release day! Thankfully I have a middle schooler who gets home moments before I have to leave for the Elementary kids, or else I wouldn’t have been startled into remembering them at all!

My body is on strike against me lately. I have had the worst (secondary) sinus infection my head has ever suffered from, caused by a ruptured cyst-type thing on nerves from my teeth near my jawbone. Three failed rounds of antibiotics later, I am going to have to have surgery to remove the source of the trouble before an abcess forms above the surface and the infection gets into my bloodstream. I’m nervous and scared, but can’t show it, because I don’t have time to. My husband’s work schedule makes it impossible for me to take a second for myself, which is doing this illness no good whatsoever.

On the bright side, my little Stinx made a show of herself on her first day of school. I knew that she would, because it is in her nature to be an ostentatious I just didn’t know how she would pull it off. Part of the activities list for the day was to decorate a popsicle stick figure to represent themselves so they could be attached to clothespins to hang their artwork up on the line. Everything was going well. She used a purple feather for her hair, put on googly eyes, and put buttons on for the shoes. A few foam shapes and sequins for the skirt then she grabbed a marker and drew a diamond necklace and put two dots on the shirt area. Teacher walks by and starts admiring the students work. “Your girl looks really neat! I like her polka dot and sequin dress”,  she says when she gets to Stinx. And that’s when she let her personality shine. “Those NOT polka dots. They’re BOOBIES!”
Only my kid. She’s a force to be reckoned with and my greatest inspiration in life, because she doesn’t let anything hold her back from loving life.


Click on these links for a buzz around some other homes:

    Baking In A Tornado

    Spatulas on Parade

    Follow me home                          

    Menopausal Mother

    Never Ever Give Up Hope

    Just A Little Nutty

     The Momisodes

     Someone Else’s Genius

     Dinosaur Superhero Mommy

      Nichole Mom of 8

      Searching for Sanity

      Cluttered Genius

      Eileen’s Perpetually Busy

       Southern Belle Charm

       Go Mama O

By: Kristina Hammer, aka, The Angrivated Mom

5 thoughts on “Fly On The Wall: Wake Me When September Ends

  1. As someone who never ever gets sick, I can’t imagine how awful it must feel when you have to go through all those antibiotics and still no relief. Terrible – so sorry.

    The polka dot “boobies” — too funny


  2. Boobies, lol. I love when private parts start making an appearance in kids artwork. My sister has an “anatomically correct” drawing of a kangaroo my niece drew when she was little, and she says she’ll never let it get thrown out, just because it embarrasses my niece so much.


  3. I hope you get the sinus thing fixed soon! I’ve been “keeping one under control” for months now and it’s no fun when your face hurts. LOL @ your daughter’s pin!


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