Wild Things

It hasn't been a great week.

First it began with an evil flu shot. Which turned my world upside down the ENTIRE (I'm not exaggerating people, that thing threw my body into panic, AHHH FOREIGN INVASION MUST PUKE CONTINUOUSLY FOR THE NEXT 12 hours mode) next day AND weakened Daniel's impecable immune system (seriously, he usually gets a cold for A DAY but has now been sneezing and coughing for 5 days). Now, I've had the flu and it's no picnic and I would rather not have it pregnant and I ride the subway to work everyday so I literally can SMELL the germs that are bombarding me. HOWEVER, I still and will always classify the flu shot as EVIL.

I can't wait to see what the H1N1 shot does to me....perhaps I'll actually hallucinate. I hope to god though that it's not about pigs because I just can't handle dreams about pork right now

Second, the wild child that it is in me is quickly turning my entire brain into mush as I whither away from lack of actual dinners.

LUCKILY as Daniel slowly fades away into a large coughing nose, I have taken a turn for the better. I am on a steady breakfast diet of a bottle of Ensure and I am now eating again...although I am afraid that salads will forever be forbidden to me.

Yesterday we went to see Where the Wild Things Are. Because, well, it's Daniel's b-day on Monday and I actually felt like going out into the WORLD so we took the opportunity. Also, I think that there might be a wild thing in me. Daniel started cracking up as soon as Max makes his first on-screen appearance and I had a sudden realization that our child will be the one with bugs in his pockets, a hidden fort somewhere, a wolf costume that he won't take off, and a pet squirrel that he keeps in the corner of his bedroom closet (note to future self: buy next house without closets...use only open cubbies and have Daniel take plumbing class).

Also I realized that I will never be taking my child to the movies. Is that wrong of me? Am I an evil mother? And look, I don't mean when they are 8 or 9. I mean when they are 4 and you have to explain the plot of a movie that IS FOR GROWNUPS and is about NOSTALGIA OF CHILDHOOD AND THE HEARTBREAK OF ANY FAMILY...it's not really about cute monsters folks (sorry to ruin it for you :)

It was a beautiful movie ruined by children. Ugg...I DO sound evil right now. I promise I love kids. But really, as soon as I would get all into the crazy monsters the child behind me would start kicking my seat and the child next to me would start asking his mom to take him to the bathroom and the child in front of me kept opening and shutting his mom's cell phone which would all promptly take me out of 'movie zone' and remind me that I am pregnant with my own wild thing!

So remind me readers....to leave my children at home and just rent them a fun movie and also remind me to stay up late, pay the evening movie charge, and go see the cute- kids- movie- that- is -really -for- grownups at the 11:00 showing when all the 4 and 5 year olds will be in bed.

That sounds like an awesome date night.

Please apply for babysitting.