Last night sucked.

Rehearsal was a wash.  I waded through the 2″ of rain and high winds only to be one of three cast members who showed up.  It wasn’t worth the trip, and we hung around (useless) for an hour, in the hopes that the rest of the cast would make it.  Useless.  Pointless.  What’s unfortunate is that I was actually psyched about it.  I was excited about being on stage, laughing till my sides hurt, and feeling validated when I left.

But I did get to see Terri in a wedding dress, so that was worth it.

I got home to catch “Super Nanny”, which I was initally excited about, but it really just agitated me.  The mom of these beautiful seven children (who were a handful, don’t get me wrong) was a TERRIBLE mother.  Horrible.  And she just didn’t care to get better.  Which frustrated the hell out of me.  When there are moms like me out there, who learn and research and ask and try to be the best parents we can.. why does SHE get Super Nanny?

Then we noticed My Baby Mabel.  She had her yearly spring haircut this weekend, which means that she lost three pounds of hair.  She’s been feeling very spritely since then, and VERY affectionate.  She and The Boy spent every waking moment together this weekend.  But last night, we noticed.. she wasn’t feeling all that well.

Bryan got down in the floor to love on her some, and he asked me to join him.. and feel on her back.  Sure enough, GIANT hives had broken out.  And upon further inspection, her muzzle was starting to swell as well. 

Sarah HATES skin disorders.  You have hives?  Show them to me, and I’ll break out into my own.  (I’m itching all over as I write this, matter of fact.)

So we felt all over her, these gigantic welts appearing all over her poor little body.  And her mouth swelled to almost double its size.  Finally, I couldn’t take it anymore, so I stuck a benadryl in some peanut butter and let her go to town.  I slept with her on “the dog couch” (where Charlie was nursing an open sore that we’re also medicating), until I was sure she wouldn’t die, then we went to bed.

This morning, I got up and she was fine.  Back to normal size; no noticeably raised skin.  It just freaked me out a bit, having my baby suffering with such a violent reaction.

So maybe today will be better.  Sun’s out; that’s already a helluva improvement.