I am a big believer in birthdays.\u00a0 I know it\u2019s a bit superstitious, but a little part of me always believed that the way my birthday went was a harbinger for the year to come.\u00a0 If that\u2019s really true then this year it might be better if I just never came out of my\u00a0 bedroom.\u00a0 Yesterday was rough, y\u2019all.<\/p>\n
My morning started out late, and you know how I hate late.\u00a0\u00a0 The Computer Guy was nice enough to let me sleep in a bit and get #3 up and started getting ready for school.\u00a0 I love that man.\u00a0 I just didn\u2019t stop to think about the fact that he doesn\u2019t know our morning routine.\u00a0 I also naively assumed that he would be taking the boy to school. \u00a0 When my husband got into the shower at 8:00, I figured our son was in school.\u00a0 HE WASN\u2019T!!!!\u00a0 He was sitting downstairs watching cartoons and reading a book.\u00a0 By the time I realized this, I flew out of my toasty bed and started yelling like a maniac.\u00a0 #3 had no shoes on, his teeth weren\u2019t brushed, his hair was all awry\u2026he was a mess.\u00a0 I rushed him through a routine which normally takes 15\u00a0 minutes in about 2 and then drove like a lunatic to the school.\u00a0 The tardy bell tings at 8:10.\u00a0 We missed it by 1 minute.\u00a0 I had to take him into the office and sign him in tardy IN\u00a0 MY PAJAMAS AND bra-less.\u00a0 I was not pretty.\u00a0 OF course that\u2019s the morning that I run into the teacher and the spec ed teachers standing there with my hair\u2026..ugh.<\/p>\n
Can I make a quick admission here?\u00a0 I\u2019m unobservant under the best circumstances.\u00a0 I miss everything.\u00a0 I know my husband meant well when he set up a mini-scavenger hunt for me to find my birthday gifts, I love that he made the effort and really thought it out.\u00a0 I failed miserably.\u00a0 By bedtime he had to show me where the last two were hidden IN PLAIN SIGHT.\u00a0<\/p>\n
We took the 4 children who were home to the Natural History museum.\u00a0 The 3 year old wanted to show his dad the dinosaurs.\u00a0 The 1 year old wanted to run screaming through the near-silence of the museum.\u00a0 The Computer Guy looked and listened to everything the children wanted to show\/tell him.\u00a0 I chased the baby who didn\u2019t want me.\u00a0 He had tasted freedom and just knew that there was more of it on the other side of the barriers\u2026probably close to the dinosaurs.\u00a0<\/p>\n
We went to Mass.\u00a0 My one moment of calm in my crazy day.\u00a0 I love Mass.<\/p>\n
Then there was our birthday dinner.\u00a0 We went to one of our favorite restaurants.\u00a0 It was too loud to talk, the children filled up on bread before the food came and then they wouldn\u2019t stay seated or quiet.\u00a0 The 3 and 1 year olds were just tired and wanted their beds.\u00a0 We had pushed them too far.\u00a0 They were done.\u00a0 We were done.\u00a0 #1 took them to the car when she had finished eating and my husband and I smiled across the table at each other.\u00a0 Next year, we\u2019re going out alone.<\/p>\n
This is just a brief synopsis and doesn\u2019t include lost shoes, forgotten tuition payments, the realization that we were out of diapers once the baby was already leaking, mad dashes across town, and an exhausted flop into bed at night.<\/p>\n
My prediction for the year?\u00a0 Complete chaos and I need to go to Mass more often.<\/p>\n
This morning?\u00a0 Forgotten homework and a dash into the office without makeup on where I met the vice-principal I\u2019ve spent the last 3 weeks emailing and trying to convince I am a sane but concerned mother.\u00a0 I\u2019m not sure the toilet paper on my shoe made quite the impression I had in mind.<\/p>\n<\/body><\/html>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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