Have you ever had one of those days?    Today was mine.  Flip back a few days.  Make that a week - of sneezing and snot.  By Sunday, I could tell school was not in the cards.  And by the middle of the night, I knew work was not in the cards for me. 

Three days on the couch, aching, dizzy, hacking… tired tired tired. By Wednesday it was time for the doctor.  That was where the trouble began.  

Sinus infection? Check. Prescription? Check.  But then I had to open my big mouth.  “Oh, by the way, my daughter has a wart…”  No, No! I don’t want it frozen off!  But the doctor and I were swift, and three freeze blasts later, we were out the door. 

At that moment, I was officially the worst mom in the whole world.  Never to be forgiven.  I betrayed her.  And as a punishment, I was not allowed to see her finger.  Ever again. 

Thursday I woke up my daughter, and the tears began. “I donnn’ttt wannnnna go to schooooolllllllllll!”  Huge, crocodile tears, hysterics, heartbreak… one entire hour of crying.  Crying in the car, crying walking to the line, begging one last time with a huge red face, swollen eyes and a nose of goo. 

I kept my cool until she went in. Then my own tears began.  A day of stress later, I arrive home.  Only to find my daughter’s hamster stone cold dead in the cage.  Enter my daughter - enter another straight hour of heartbroken sobbing.  Isn’t this where it all began? 

For all of you Moms with days like these, I give you…. CALGON.

Octuplets.  Let’s see… that means one, two, three, four, five, six, seven… EIGHT babies.  Diapers, bottles, laundry, snuggles, school, doctor bills, potty training - oh my goodness! 

As you have probably heard, a woman in southern California recently gave birth to octuplets.  The babies are doing surprisingly well, but must remain in the hospital for a few more weeks. 

What you might not know is the birth mother already has children.  This might not seem like news, until you hear how many.  Six.  Yes, soon this courageous woman’s house will be filled with the pitter patter of 28 little feet, from the ages six down. 

There is quite a debate going on about the possibility of this woman receiving fertility drugs or implantation after already giving birth to six children.  One side says that some people love large families, and that this should be a personal decision made only by the parents.  Others are criticizing her doctor, who might have put both the mother and children in jeopardy with so many fetuses. 

A hot topic, certainly.  What do you think?