Ain't Nothing Pretty Here....

Best I can tell I have been sick for three weeks now.  I started getting better and then wham! For the past 5 days I have been in bed with a fever.  No worries, the doc is calling in antibiotics but like I said...ain't nothing pretty here.

So the day before yesterday we had a ewe that is prolapsing.  Her best chance is for us to put in a few sutures so that she does not continue to push out her insides and risk infection.  Yeah, not pretty.  This is at best a 2 man job even when the ewe is well dosed with pain killers (which she was), one to hold the ewe still and one to put in the sutures.  I may or may not have ended up in the middle of the barn floor with my head between my knees trying not to pass out.  Nope, ain't nothing pretty here.

Then yesterday, oh yesterday takes the cake.  If I had any false beliefs that I was super mom they went up in smoke yesterday.   Much of the day was spent begging, bribing or threatening children in the hopes that I.could.just.sleep(!)  But, alas, sleep evaded me and the children acted like insane criminals children act when a parent need sleep and it is raining.  Finally, oh joy of joys it is nap time for someone other than me.  Boys are nestled in their bed and I can sleep.  Still not pretty but hey...we are on our way right?  Nope!  Just at that moment the case worker shows up for our surprise inspection.  No, please not today!!!  I sit down to chat (did I mention we just got a new case worker?).  I apologize for the state of the house (its pretty much trashed) and smile while we discuss the latest struggles.  I glance up from the conversation and I swear to you this is the truth:
Every bra and panty I own is smiling at me from living room (did I mention our new caseworker is a he?). Come on say it with me now.....Ain't nothing pretty here!

Just keepin' real folks.