Forget the red & white... feeling a little blue

Today was a rather disappointing day. I took LB to the commissary to pick up some 4th of July goodies for tomorrow, then chilled out at home. I was expecting a call from a very important person... but I'm now feeling less-than-important to him.

Everyone I know in my situation has gotten a call from their important person, even three times in one day. Mine wrote an email, saying he'd try calling me today... but it's 10pm and I'm not holding my breath any more. Not sure if I should be feeling this badly. But I'm just wondering why everyone else has received a call (some, more than once), and mine can't take a few minutes just to say hello. Makes me feel unimportant and neglected.

My feelings are probably compounded by the afternoon I had. I was so pooped. I fell asleep on the couch a few times (with, of course, my phone's ringer turned way up high, in case someone happened to call... but my efforts were in vain), and then a bird nasty pigeon flew into my house, freaking out Puppy and LB. It stayed there, moulting and pooping, for an hour. Thankfully a friend of mine stopped by and cleaned it up for me after the bird left. Gross. And LB has been hitting harder. I know it's a boy thing, but I'm running out of options for discipline. He doesn't respond to "no hitting", he doesn't respond to me restraining his arms, he doesn't respond to me showing I'm hurt. I don't know what to do.

And, I had the most bizarre dream last night. I was at Squam Lake with my family, and I was showing my sister and mom my preggers belly. All of a sudden, the baby peeked his head out of my belly button, and then I had to pull him out. I had to wrap him up in a beach towel, and he looked exactly like LB. Freaky.

I'm just so disappointed. Today is Hubby's birthday- I had hoped to wish him a happy birthday, but I don't think that's going to happen... I give up. I'm going to bed soon.