Yesterday...

was the the day from hell! It started at 3 am with Jett waking up super hot with a fever and then puking. We both didn't get much sleep. Next, I had to get Kaleigh and Drake ready for school in a hurry so they wouldn't miss the bus. The rest of the morning wasn't too bad, seeing as though I laid on the couch with the baby because he would cry if I was out of his sight. Then Drake called home at 11 am to state that he was sick and needed me to pick him up. I knew he was fibbing and told him to stay at school. He missed practically all of last week because he really was sick. It was pretty uneventful until the early evening when I heard the sound of running water outside my kitchen window. Come to find out that my basement floor is covered in water and the window well is full of water and keeps filling up by the second. The dumb ass builders didn't take into consideration that all the runoff from rain, sprinklers, snow, ect. has to go somewhere and since our house and our neighbors house is the lowest point , guess where it goes... So, I have a super sick child, 3 other kids to tend to, a flooding basement, 8 months pregnant, and oh, Rick is in Freaking Vegas, AGAIN! So I'm becoming super emotional at this point. Our wonderful male neighbors come to my rescue and pump out about 20 inches of water from the window well and keep the pump in there overnight to deal with the water that is still going into it and another neighbor came by to clean up the water in the basement. I was thankful to George who seemed to understand what I was going through. I heard him on the phone while he was talking to someone in our ward and the man on the phone asked something like "is it really that bad", and George stated " well, it's not that bad unless you are pregnant with 4 little kids, your basement has water in it and your husband is out of town!" I felt like he totally understood what I was thinking. It took mad self control to not burst into tears! To the people that have lived in Utah for a while, this didn't seem like a huge flooding problem. But to me, it was like, there is water in my house and that is not normal. I told Rick, while I was hysterically crying, I HATE LAS VEGAS, I HATE UTAH, I HATE this WEATHER, I HATE BASEMENTS, and I am SICK of SICK KIDS! I also HATED the fact that I was crying and being emotional. Most of you know I am not an emotional girl and I can't stand to let people hear me or see me cry. So much for that.

I am way better today. Jett woke up with no fever and is his happy self! The sun is out, mostly, and that puts me in a good mood. Don't ever take your California weather for granted. I did and now I live in Snow City USA. Sun makes me happy. I am solar powered. And, I used to think my kids got sick a lot in Cali... Well here, they have been sick on and off for the last 5 months! My husband and my mom also made me feel better, letting me know that it is OK to cry and I wasn't being stupid for letting it all out last night.