it's cooler in Cancun. seriously. Charlotte is hotter than Mexico.

I know this because Stephen and I earned a trip to an all-adult, all-inclusive resort in Cancun Mexico and we leave Wednesday. Last night while i was laying in bed, i was trying to think of any parents i know that left their beautiful little kid/s behind for 5 days and i had a panic attack that kept me up past midnight. tonight i'm wondering if i can make it through tomorrow I am so ready to go. i'm not sure if it was before or after hannah kept flailing her legs up and down so that i couldn't move her 3rd blowout diaper of the day out of the way before she stuck her foot in poo. so she had the poo flying. i did not respond well. this was after her telling me NO to trying to get her in PJ's. I tried to mention to her that we don't tell mommy NO. she was confused. i also am entirely convinced that the makers of all talking toys clearly did not have kids and for sure the creators of Barney and Elmo are actually against parents. why, why on earth is Elmo so great, why does she wake up, say MILK? and then ELMO? I understand he isn't bad, there is a chance sesame street has actually taught her ABC and for sure with Fiest singing counting to 4, she now at least counts 1, 2. I honestly went to work singing Oh.. wo.oh, we're counting to 4...let's count some more... 1, 2, 3, 4...

and then i switch gears to work, and some people make less sense than Barney. My nerves are raw.i want good rhythm there, not so many days that take me sideways. i want to work hard, find goodness that makes it easy and comfortable to show up each day. maybe they need a dose of Elmo to lighten up? and finally stephen has a migraine and i have had pretty bad crohn's pains for the last week, which means one thing - We need Mexico.