I had grand plans for my "morning off" of work. Finish a canvas "Family Rules" painting that's been sitting unfinished in my living room for 2 months. Fold that LAST bit of laundry that I trip over ever morning trying to get to the bathroom. And run to the antique store to find something fun to plant my new succulents in. Don't you just love the word succulents?! I was inspired by some pinterest pics I came across and got a little too excited when I saw some adorable succulents at Lowe's. Ok I'll stop saying that word. Aren't those little guys so cute? Right now mine are gathering dirt and bugs as they sit outside on our doorstep. Hang tight guys...
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| Someday my guys might look this cute |
What's that you ask? Nope.... none of the above happened. This is what really took place:
6:45- Asher wakes up crying for mama
7:00 Put Asher back to bed with a cup of milk
7:30 Asher charges through the gate in his doorway and bursts into my room declaring he went pee pee
7:45 Pee Pee is all cleaned up, Asher's strapped in high chair with banana in hand and Blue's Clues on
8:00 Potty trip. Interesting poop experience. Give in to bath
8:20 Asher's clean, realize he's too sick to go to the sitter so decide to keep him home, Hallie is crying
8:25 Asher's on couch finishing up Blue's Clues, gather up toys strewn around house, change and nurse Hallie
8:45 2nd poop of the day. Stick Hallie in bouncer while I deal with #2 booty, suction Asher's snotty nose
9:00 Hallie's crying to be held, Asher's still hungry
9:15 Both kids are fed, suction Asher's nose again, brew some coffee
(What time is it now? 10:57. Just finished cup of coffee)
9:30 Bounce Hallie on my knee and send some last minute work emails I can't stop thinking about before I officially turn off computer for the day.
10:00 Decide Asher needs a nap. Heave a big sigh when I realize plans for going out are nixed. He cries and refuses to lay down. I set up a pallet for him in the living room. He won't lay down and wants to go fishing. Really?
10:10 Finally get Asher down in his own bed, Hallie is hungry.
10:30 Hallie's full, put her down for a nap, read the still-crying Asher a book
10:40 Realize I'm still in pajamas and have toothpaste on my pimples. No wonder Asher kept pointing to my face and laughing.
10:45 Hallie wakes up crying, give up on prospect of shower, sit down on couch to nurse and flip open macbook. Decide I need to blog so I don't cry thinking about all the things I wanted to do that will no longer happen.
11:00 Coffee is down, eat half a bowl of oatmeal and decide to forgo the rest as I look down at my protruding baby belly that is serving as a shelf for the laptop. Ugh.
11:08 Asher cries that he hurt his head. Time to end blog.
Have a lovely Tuesday! xoxo
