This morning started at 2:30 when I woke up after 2 hours of sleep with a horrible cough and larangytis. I got about 5 hours of sleep total before ds woke up and we started our morning.
We spent an hour dancing to old nirvana and ate apples, which was fun, but a bit time consuming.
I needed to be out the door by 11:30 for work at noon. By the time I convinced ds to change his diaper and put on some socks, it was 11. I let the dog in and noticed that she smelled FUNKY. Worse than funky. She had rolled in racooon poo. She stunk so bad that I threw up. Then she threw up, twice. So I cleaned the carpet, stripped naked, jumped in the bathtub and washed her and me while ds laughed and watched.
Got out of the tub at 11:30 and realized ds hadn't had breakfast besides the apples ... got him some cheese and crackers. Packed his diaper bag, packed my work bag, ds "helped me" put on a tiny bit of makeup and then screamed because he didn't like how the nylons looked on my legs. "off mommy! off!"
11:45 I get his winter coat on - zip it up and the zipper jams. He screams because it won't go all the way up. I scream because I can't get it down. I am in my heavy winter coat holding 2 heavy bags. We both start to sweat and stress. I grab a scissors and cut him out of the coat (luckily it was a hand-me-down and getting small). Pick him up, pick the two bags up ... can't find my car keys.
Put ds down, find the car keys, pick everything up again. Get to the car by 11:55. DS cries because we aren't going to grandma's house (she lives 5 hours away).
We get the the babysitter, he struggles down from my arms and says "mommy go work now!"
I'm so happy to be in my office with door closed and mothering on the computer!!!