Thursday, July 5, 2012
Sometimes mornings in my household can be a bit extreme. Let me..let you, have a peak into our mornings.
430am - Wake up, PUMP PUMP and not a New Jersey Fist pump...I'm talking machinery attached to the ladies in order for milk extraction to happen. TMI?
445am - Hear the baby start crying just as you finish, meaning now we need to bottle up the juice in order to feed him
500am - Stare at baby at through shower door, simultaneausly praying that he does not start crying.
505am - Hear toddler awaken, she immediately demands a waffle and applejuice...87 times.
510am - Try to find your hair brush (hint, it's dowstairs now hidden in a drawer because your toddler put it there.
515am - Decide the curly hair look is in today, apply make up, start sweating mid makeup application.
525am - Dress toddler and baby. Toddler demands that she be allowed to wear a dress, you say "no it's too cold outside." Commence the total breakdown of toddler.
527am - Put adult toothpaste on toddlers toothbrush, toddler foams at the mouth due to lack of peppermint experience. You can guess that this did not help the situation.
528am - Scream and Cry (me, not the toddler)
530am - Tell toddler if she doesn't settle down her whole birthday is cancelled.
535am - Feel really guilty about how much of a biatch I'm being.
545am - Get into car and drop the heathens off at daycare.
630am - Arrive at work and make everybody listen to your sob story of a morning...twice. Rinse, Repeat.