T.M.I

Remember this phrase? Back in elm. school or junior high somebody lets just a little too much slip and it's, "Gosh, Georgiana-T.M.I!" (not that I've ever met anyone named Georgiana but the sentence seemed to call for it.) This was always said in that huffy, valley girl voice we all know and mock so well:) Ok then consider yourself warned; this is a bit of a TMI situation.

Please note before beginning 1) there are 3 kids ages 3 and under in this house and 2) I'm nursing the new baby.

Yesterday, I most likely resembled nothing so much as a cockroach with it's head cut off. (chicken is much too cliche and cockroaches are more disgusting, and cooler owing to their ability to live for 3 days w/ no head!) Yesterday Matt was gone from 7:30am until 8:30 pm. Yesterday, I attempted to mop. Yesterday I didn't get dressed until 11am. Yesterday was the terrifying epitome of all those "inept mother" jokes.

7am: Attempted to ready self, children, various paraphernalia, husband and husbands lunch for departure in 30 minutes.

7:30am: Failed miserably.

7:35am: Need use restroom. Realized all cloth diapers with the inconsequential exception of 2 were dirty...changed baby.

7:40am: Realized NOW all cloth diapers with the inconsequential exception of 1 were dirty.
(7:41am: washed diapers) Notice need to use restroom increase.

7:41am: Sent hi-jacker of my car (Matt) off to work. Skipped MOPS meeting on account of car hi-jacking.

7:50-8:30am: Showered, Make-uped, Ate and answered 3 phone calls in between. Told 3 yr old off for whacking 18mos old. Really need to pee.



9am: Told 3 year old off for playing in curtins. Phone rings--answer. Attempt to politely end convo w/ chatty relative for next 20 min. Told 3 year old off for attempting to jump over back of couch onto bookshelf. Head for restroom--baby cries, milk lets down- pick up baby and go to change my now drenched shirt. Notice going to have to pee soon or risk lose of bladder due to internal combustion.

9:30am: Calm 18 mos old with promises of snack time. Make snack. Must. Go. Potty!

9:50am: Tell off 3 year old for crashing snack into his sister's snack...tell 18mos old off for throwing food on floor. Tell 3 year old off for telling 18 mos old off for throwing food on floor. --Clean up floor. Change baby w/ last diaper. Begin dancing about while finding a place to set baby so can RUN to "go potty."

10:15am: Set baby in vibro-chair. Explain children must stay at the table to eat snack.

10:20am: FINALLY- went potty TWO HOURS later! oh geez.