One of those...

It was a rough morning. Oy.

5:30 a.m.: after many minutes hearing sounds of faint whimpering, finally get myself out of bed to lull evan back to sleep

6:59: start the day; feed evan his morning bottle

7:15: maddy's first meltdown

7:20: run last night's dishes in dishwasher

7:30: watch news

7:58: check e-mail

8:30: make maddy's breakfast--blueberry pop-tart {organic, whole-wheat; yeah, still not healthiest :)}

8:42: make to-do list

9:00: put evan down for morning nap

9:32: finally going to tackle the rest of the kitchen's mess

9:35: maddy is bored

9:36: print off worksheets for her to do/color

9:37: back to cleaning

9:38: print off second worksheet

9:39: back to cleaning

9:45: print off third worksheet

9:53: maddy's second meltdown; timeout for maddy, timeout for mommy

9:57: hear evan crying

9:59: pray hard

10:02: husband calls me and informs me he will have to work a double today...i get upset and want to cry...he is very understanding

10:11: feed evan blueberries...lots of blueberries and toast

10:25: remember i haven't eaten breakfast and decide i'm hungry too

10:26: maddy demanding toast...no actually, another pop-tart

10:30: serve maddy pop-tart...whoops, i forgot to cut it into bites...sends her into third meltdown...but who's keeping track, right? :)

10:36: make toast for myself and trying to make eggs...drop egg and shell all over kitchen tile...maddy demands juice...evan demanding yes, more blueberries

10:50: eat eggs and toast and blueberries

11:02: change evan's blueberry-filled diaper

11:30: decide after another attempt to clean the kitchen that it's time for an outing! get everyone dressed, hair brushed, bag ready, and out the door (after a timeout of course)

12:03: head to target...watch maddy run in front of me across the street...have a serious talk with her about the dangers of cars and obeying mommy...peruse the store...take maddy on a potty break... maddy runs off and ignores my attempts to get her to remain with me...get mean looks from lady thinking i'm a terrible mother...starting to believe her...have another talk with miss starr...get a dirty look from her...about to cry...buy baby shower gift...head to check-out

12:58: decide it's time to head home

My silver lining: It is now quiet time. Aaaaahhh...

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How is it that I miss them so much now and can't wait to cuddle and kiss them when they wake up again? It's amazing what a few minutes of peace can do for you!

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