this morning i woke up to
toys and books scattered haphazardly all over the floor,
chairs filled with clean laundry,
tables cluttered with projects and things,
a kitchen full of rotting dishes.

i wish i were exaggerating.
lets just say yesterday was a mom day from hell.

i knew it wasn’t going to be good when it started with blood on the crib sheets.

i was actually quite productive yesterday.
i got quite a bit done business-wise…
but otherwise, it was hell.

so i run into the timeless blogger’s dilemma:
what do i say?

i couldn’t say just that i was happy with my productivity and look at the one thing i did because i need the validation, because i am still so mad at the rest of the day.

and i couldn’t say look what my kid can do now, cause its kind of making me pull hair out.

and i couldn’t really say the entire day was a waste either….so…

here’s what i learned yesterday:

– if my baby wakes up at 3 in the morning there is an 80 percent chance
he will just go back to sleep. otherwise, there is probably blood somewhere.

– trips to USPS are just plain inconvenient for babies.
and apparently unhelpful for dudes that work there.

– brown paper packaging will always give me a brief cause to smile in the day.

– fedex is far more convenient for everyone involved.
yet they will charge me my first born in exchange.
one that i usually would like to keep…

– sick babies with sore mouths are unnecessarily melodramatic.

– so are crawling babies that think they are 2 year olds…
climbing, biting, hair-pulling, and serious tantrums…

– having leftovers on monday night should be mandatory.

– i will never be able sweep or vacuum enough.

– choking is almost always going to incite tears from more than one.

– dads are for holding screaming babies and weeping moms and
rubbing feet when destructoboy finally retires.

– i shouldn’t try to nurse a baby with that much pent-up frustration….
i am surprised i still have boobs.