okay. i have about 12 minutes until the timer goes off. and then about 30 minutes after that, i've got to go drop the cupcakes off at T's school, which is thankfully right across the street..... i volunteered to make the 40 that they needed, but somehow 40 suddenly turned into 96.... 48 of which i wouldn't have eaten myself.... so i tossed all but 14 of those....
i'm about 2 minutes late feeding Lewie, and you can tell by the shriek in his cry. AHHHH!!!!
.... okay so 3 minutes later, he is silent.... and my neck is very much sore.... and unhappy. sorry neck! you're going to have to suffer a bit this time....
I have this sling around me (which i used for about the first few weeks Lewie was born).... he was so tiny, he somehow managed to get lost in it, so i stopped using it and started using the front to back carrier type thing (thanks Kera), which works pretty well (except when you're trying to feed a baby).... so i'm in the middle of trying to feed him and bake cupcakes (well, MORE cupcakes, because 48 of the 72 that were baked last night, didn't turn out well at all.... i thought it was my fault somehow, but after bickering back and forth with jason about it, we both decided it had to be the mix we were using.... anyway, he said, "just take the cupcakes. the kids won't care how they taste, they just want to decorate them." )
is that not such a MAN thing to say? all i could think about was if i took these disgusting cupcakes to taylor's school, they'd never let me offer to bake something again!!! next time i'd volunteer, they'd secretly whisper amongst themselves "uh no. that's the lady who made those disgusting cupcakes last time." ahhhH! i couldn't be known as "that lady." (honestly, not that i really care, but THOSE cupcakes were NOT a reflection of my best work.... )
i've been up since about 0400 am, when the alarm went off the first time for jason. i guess i "know" and count on the snooze button, and know that he doesn't actually have to be out of bed until 0415 if he wants to leave the house by 0445.... so i didn't even nudge him, i just hit the snooze and rolled back over... but of course, JUST when you shut your eyes, it goes off again.... and then i sigh, and kinda kick him.... and shut it off.... and roll over and it goes off again, and now, i just sigh.... i'm mumbling under my breath, because he doesn't ever hear the dang thing go off, but i do.... it can vibrate in another room and i'd hear it.... (we use my cell phone as the alarm).... jason has an alarm clock but he seriously has it as loud as i'm sure the military uses to wake up their sleeping beauties.... when his alarm clock would go off, i'd literally jump out of bed, thinking someone was attacking our house or something!!!! it was awful!!!! (and all joking aside, i'm CERTAIN he woke our neighbors!)....
so, while typing this, Lewie has managed to SOAK my last pair of clean, dry socks with vomit. (i don't have very many pairs, okay? i'm usually in flip flops).... the rest are in the washer.... which reminds me... must change laundry....
i'm baking with a sling (and child) around my neck.... i'm going completely insane, and really wishing, in fact, that someone was here to take a picture of this craziness! so i grabbed the camera and went to the big mirror hanging at the bottom of the stairs to take this picture.... and noticed the mirror downstairs really needs to be cleaned.... i don't ever really look in that mirror, as i'm usually running (and falling) out of the door, late to wherever i'm headed next....
do you know what the anxiety of running late all the time feels like? i'm not a very good planner, but have gotten a little better (maybe?? just a little?).... i don't know. that could just be wishful thinking....
which reminds me....
those cupcakes.... need to be delivered.... like now.
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