I didn't get to sleep until after 4:30am and I did find my Zoloft. I guess that wasn't the problem. I just swallowed the last of my 2nd Diet Coke since 6pm and it dawned on me, maybe I need to stop drinking Diet Coke at night. DUH. I am sooo freaking tired. The Baby won't sleep and he won't nurse. Instead he wants to chew off my nipple. Now he is trying to get the mouse. AGH!!!! Anyway...nothing really happened today. I woke up once to hear The Whiner running outside to ask Number One if he could use the spray again. THANK YOU GOD for waking me up. I promptly started yelling "NO NO NO" He asked why and I told him he smelled fine without it. He got to the bus fine and I went back to sleep, I think. The baby was up at about 9:30am. I think he is trying to kill me. He wouldn't go back to sleep. I finally caved and got his oatmeal at 10. I fed him and go him to sleep just in time for Princess Spazzy to wake up demanding...pancakes. Thank GOD we made 36 yesterday. I think we have enough to make it through tomorrow and then we will be at grandma's and SHE can worry about the stupid pancakes. This child is obsessed with them. I have heard her dreaming about them. I woke up one morning to "pancakes pancakes pancakes" and she was SOUND asleep. CRAZY. So anyway, today we skipped the syrup to avoid another sticky pillow night. The rest of the afternoon is foggy. I know I finally got The Baby down for a nap and fell asleep myself and then woke up to giggling. Princess Spazzy had woke up The Baby (I guess that is her royal duty or something). I yelled at her and she promptly went to sleep. I can't say the same for the baby. He wanted to play. I did not. I feel so bad.
As soon as The Whiner came in the door I passed The Baby off to him. "Just play with him, don't let him eat any Legos, tell Number One he has to take care of him, when he gets home I have to sleep." He did exactly as I asked. Bless that boy. Number One came home and took over babysitting but came in to ask me stuff a million times. I think I might have slept a little. When I finally got up I found The Whiner with a huge bowl of oatmeal. I guess he made 4 packets, oink oink. Oh well as long as he ate it all. Then Number One said " The Baby got a piece of The Whiner's mac and cheese and he liked it so I had to make a bowl and share it with him" HELLO!!!!! I said "he can't have mac and cheese yet" to which Number One said "well he only had like 2 pieces" SURE HE DID!!!! Now I am on rash watch. I almost told him that if he acted hungry he could give him some applesauce or any of the other stuff I have prepared for him in the freezer. I really should have. I guess he also fed him graham cracker sticks (which I have let him have before). No wonder I didn't hear him crying, he was eating for an hour.
I had promised the princess that if she took a nap we would make cookies when we woke up. So we made cookies. The Dad came home in the middle of cookie making and at a bunch. We pretty much had cookies for dinner. BAD MOM ALERT!!!!! I had a pan of lasagna out to have for dinner but it was already 6pm and it was going to take 2 hours to cook. Princess Spazzy and I had just eaten the rest of Tuesday's leftovers and then a ton of cookies so we weren't hungry. The Whiner and Number One had eaten everything in the house when they got home from school, so The Dad made popcorn for himself. WOOHOO NO COOKING FOR ME!
I decided to take a shower and had a brilliant idea about a Mother's Day present. While I was in the shower The Dad decided to give Princess Spazzy some boobs. They knocked on the door and I looked out and I see the princess with two balls in her shirt, and she was missing a button so she had cleavage. It was pretty cute but they interrupted my thinking time. And NO he didn't get any pictures. We may have to recreate it sometimes. I got out and we went to IGA (the highlight of the day and we didn't even go in). The Baby cried all the way there and back but was quiet while The Dad was in the store. He is so strange. When we got back The Dad made his own blog. It is good, however I think mine is better, LOL. We watched Idol. I cried. Blah blah blah yadda yadda yadda. I think I am depressed. It kinda sucks. Anyway...that is all I have for tonight. See I told ya I am boring.
My pics of the day...Jenna's is a video because she messed up the camera settings, lol.
PS... Colin Ferrel is on the Tonight Show. I think my day just got a lot better. I might even have to wake up The Dad. wink wink
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