It's friday. It's Nevada Day. Not really, but for some reason who ever is in charge decided to make today the day of celebration so that there would be a three day weekend. COOL! Now when do we (moms) get a three day weekend? Or maybe just a one day weekend? A few hours? A bathroom break by ourselves? No?
So much has gone on. Mostly just with in myself. As I sit here writing this I'm ignoring Branson's repeated "MORE" demands for toast. I'm listening to Noa throw every single lego and bristle block in the house out of it's home. I'm watching the dog out of the corner of my eye to make sure she doesn't get up on top of the table to lick the kids greasy hand prints from breakfast. Again. Oh and Branson is now screaming MORE. Ryan is at work. I haven't showered. I've started a load of laundry only because there was an accident in the early morning. We've been up since 5. Nothing in the house has been cleaned, wiped down, put away or organized since about 8 pm last night. So within 12 hours (only 4 have been spent awake) my house looks like I've never lifted a finger in it. Everyday I sit back and take this all in. I try to get up and get a shower before Ryan leaves for work, but that doesn't always happen. It seems that if I don't get my morning shower, my whole day goes to waste. I'm unable to catch up. I'm left feeling anxious, defeated and all around down. I don't know if this is normal or not for stay at home moms, I'd obviously like to think so. I wish someone would have told me how much harder having 2 kids is than 1. Not that it would have made a difference in my decision to have another, but maybe I would have mentally prepared myself a little more. When one is sleeping peacefully, the other wakes up screaming for something which then wakes up the one that was sleeping. And usually one if not both will stay awake demanding more and more attention. It doesn't matter if its midnight or 4 am, this seems to be occurring more and more often. 2 nights ago Branson was up from midnight until 5 am. When he finally fell back asleep Noa woke up ready for the day at 5:28. Yay. Mommy got a total of 2 hours of sleep. I wish I could sleep like a husband. They can sleep through anything. (By the way, Branson is now screeching, snapping and snarling for MORE. He wants more toast with lots and lots of butter because he is big. This is his third breakfast. I'm feeling my gray hair grow in right NOW).
Hopefully Ryan will return soon and give me a chance to shower so we can attempt to conquer the rest of the day. We are supposed to carve pumpkins. Tomorrow we have a party to attend and then a wedding and Sunday is our photo shoot for our holiday cards.
I'm left wondering if I'll ever get that weekend. Or just a bathroom break alone.
