Well, Jack had his school pictures today. He had to be at school by 8 o'clock sharp in order to get his picture taken. They take portraits and a class shot.
Well, being comatose in a NyQuil trance, I overslept. Oversleeping is NOT good with baby-in-toe and deadlines. Off to a great start. Fantastic foreshadowing for the rest of my day.
Since I was running short on time, Jack showered with me. He loves sitting at the bottom and playing in the water, chewing on his rubber ducky. But, today he decided to go poo while I was rinsing.
Sweet. So much for a shortcut. So recap: clean Jack, clean me, clean Jack AGAIN and then clean shower. Next:
Feed Jack, skip my breakfast, find clothes for Jack, find clothes for me, prep bottles & food for school, step on a fresh hairball, barefooted, compliments of Mac, hold back vomit, clean carpet, run after Jack, spill OJ down my shirt, find new shirt, give Peanut shot . . .
Oddly enough, ironing Jack's super small khakis took me longer than ironing my own clothes.
After running back in the house 15 times with the truck running before finally feeling confident enough that I had everything - we head to school. (picture me skipping out the door while trying to put a shoe on and Jack in hand - pull out the driveway, stop, pull in, run into the house . . .)
Anywho - after getting Jack to school with seconds to spare (hooray for me and following through for being THAT token mom!!) I get him settled, he's still smiling from when I pleaded for him to wake this morning.
I go to work and it progressed as it started - like hell. 9 hours pass.
Pick Jack up - he's in different clothes. (please, please say they changed his nicely pressed pants that [took me 15 minutes to iron] AFTER their pictures) Yea. No. Jack decided to give a big burp during pictures which followed up with a sampling of his breakfast. Yes. I probably disrupted his tummy by all of my running around this am.
I was the token mom. Jack was the token kid.
(with a scratch, bruise, and bump on his eye paired with a bug bite on his cheek)
Can't wait to see the outcome.
Well, being comatose in a NyQuil trance, I overslept. Oversleeping is NOT good with baby-in-toe and deadlines. Off to a great start. Fantastic foreshadowing for the rest of my day.
Since I was running short on time, Jack showered with me. He loves sitting at the bottom and playing in the water, chewing on his rubber ducky. But, today he decided to go poo while I was rinsing.
Sweet. So much for a shortcut. So recap: clean Jack, clean me, clean Jack AGAIN and then clean shower. Next:
Feed Jack, skip my breakfast, find clothes for Jack, find clothes for me, prep bottles & food for school, step on a fresh hairball, barefooted, compliments of Mac, hold back vomit, clean carpet, run after Jack, spill OJ down my shirt, find new shirt, give Peanut shot . . .
Oddly enough, ironing Jack's super small khakis took me longer than ironing my own clothes.
After running back in the house 15 times with the truck running before finally feeling confident enough that I had everything - we head to school. (picture me skipping out the door while trying to put a shoe on and Jack in hand - pull out the driveway, stop, pull in, run into the house . . .)
Anywho - after getting Jack to school with seconds to spare (hooray for me and following through for being THAT token mom!!) I get him settled, he's still smiling from when I pleaded for him to wake this morning.
I go to work and it progressed as it started - like hell. 9 hours pass.
Pick Jack up - he's in different clothes. (please, please say they changed his nicely pressed pants that [took me 15 minutes to iron] AFTER their pictures) Yea. No. Jack decided to give a big burp during pictures which followed up with a sampling of his breakfast. Yes. I probably disrupted his tummy by all of my running around this am.
I was the token mom. Jack was the token kid.
(with a scratch, bruise, and bump on his eye paired with a bug bite on his cheek)
Can't wait to see the outcome.
5 comments:
LMAO!!! Rest assured that tomorrow is a new day.
Love Ya!
HAHA this is the best entry EVER... you always know how to catch a laugh out of a frustrating situation... hold back vomit (BAHA)
At least the day is over, and you both made it with quite the entertaining story! -Ra
you are the best you are that token mom....the mom that gets it all done...this was such a great blog..I felt like i was right there with ya!! we love you!!! i'm only a 14 hour trip up 75 !!!
You are amazing, Steph. Am so proud of all you do. Don't know how you keep it all together and continue to always look on the bright side. xxoo Mom
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