Where are my ruby shoes?

I started to write some of this blog this morning when I was waiting for Emie to wake up while she slept in my bed. She woke up at six and I just brought her back to my bed and she slept with me. Last night Dale told me he was coming back late because the job he was doing was having issues and he had to fix it. By the way he works with diesel generator engines. Hope I explained that right. He does read this everyday. So he told me to go grocery shopping last night since today we were going to my dads. So I took a late shower, gave Emie a bath and went to do my errands. First I needed gas, then the rabbit needed litter and the gecko needed worms. So off to the pet store we went. Then to super target to buy food. emie was getting restless towards the end, she was throwing toys, spitting. We get to the check out lane and Dale texes me he isn't coming home till tomorrow. What the hell. Then my dad texes me his girlfriend is so can he come to me. Then the terminal we are at stops working, so we wait twenty minutes before the manager decides to move all of our stuff to another terminal. Everything was already wrung up so we had to re ring all of the stuff. I was annoyed plus I had a migraine from hell. So my dad and Dale are still texting me. I have a migraine, no one has eaten dinner yet, it's close to Emies bed time. Ugh. so we get home hurry up and bring everything in, I feed Emie, my dad decides he is coming over even if Dale isn't here. He wanted Dale to be here so he could help him with a plumbing issue we are having. Dale says I will be home I promise, I know I am not supposed to be mad at him since it's not his fault but I am mad, I want him home with me so I can sleep and be near him. I know it is selfish. But it's the way I feel. I put Emie to bed at 8, I eat, Mikayla eats and Emie wakes up at 920 ugh. Then she won't go back to bed, she was playing in my bed, banging on my walls. Finally around 10 something I put her in her bed and she is plying and laughing over the monitor. I feel asleep shortly after and woke up at 330 to the TV still being on. I can not sleep in a big house, I hate being alone so since I was a teenager I have left the TV on while I sleep(actually I fall asleep watching something) for noise in the background. Makes it easier to be alone. I started having these horrible cramps so bad that I had to take Tylenol and lay on the floor. I finally went back to bed and fell asleep till six and got Emie. So now I am waiting for Emie to take a nap so I can maybe nap since I didn't get much sleep the last few days. I do have cleaning, laundry to finish, clothes to fold and put away, breakfast to eat, so maybe I won't take a nap. I really miss my friends and I know some of them read this. I really need to set up a monthly visit with them so i don't lose touch and so I can still stay close with them. Starting to cramp again. Ugh I hate my body sometimes. My stupid Colitis is acting up. Well it is kinda my fault when i am taking the pills I am supposed to everyday, my stomach hurts so bad I just want to curl up in a ball, well guess i won't be doing much for awhile since resting is the bed thing for my tummy right now. Maybe soon I will take a shower to help my body relax. I found out today that it has been at least four days since Mikayla showered last eww, I tell her every night to shower but get so busy with Emie at night that I don't pay attention if she actually went it. Usually I won't ask if she did and she goes to bed. i hate having to sniff her  or check up on her, it is her responsibility as a 10 year old to take care of her hygiene. Especially as a girl, i can't stand not showering everyday, even if I am staying in PJ's or just lounging around the house. Hopefully she listened to me before she went to school, I told her as soon as she gets home she has to shower or I will make her. Sometimes I wonder what goes on in that kids mind. When stuff like that happens I wonder if I am a bad mom. Next week she is off so I really have to think of things to do to keep us occupied. I also have teacher conferences, I so hate them, I love hearing the progress my child has done but always feel like a bad parent when my child does something wrong.