How much is postage to Timbuktu?

Today is one of those days. One of the many days I imagine I will have as a mom. Today, I'd like to ship Bee off to Timbuktu. How could I feel this way about my baby? Let me tell you.

First it started with Briella not going to bed until 1am. Then she got up at 4 and wanted to play. It took half an hour of me going back to her room and laying her back down and giving her a bottle before she started to show signs of being sleepy. Then, at 6:30am she is ready to start her day. I get up, put a few toys in her crib and give her a new bottle, thinking MAYBE, just maybe she'll play for half an hour and let me sleep. Not a chance. She starts up immediately screaming and wailing away like I left her for good and she'll never see me again. She doesn't even give the bottle or toys a chance. Now, my first instinct was to just let her cry it out for a little as she is fairly dramatic (geez, I wonder where she gets that?), but our walls are pretty thin for an apartment and I didn't want our new neighbours to think I was hurting her. So I got up, plucked her out of her dreadful crib and put her in front of her toys in the living room, and sat on the couch, trying to wake up. Instead of her being happy, she was miserable. So I sat beside her, seeing if it was just me being near her that would make her happy. It did not. UGH. At this point I'm pissed. Then it dawns on me to change her diaper. Yeah, I know...rookie move lady. She's miserable and wiggly and I'm tired and groggy. Not a good combo for a very messy diaper, so there was that nice added element to my glorious morning. Now this amount of sleep I can normally deal with. But the night before I just couldn't sleep and that night resulted in a four hour rest instead of a night of rest. LAME. Both nights together is proving to be a bit much today.

Breakfast: the normal oatmeal and fruit. She spit her food out at me! This was the first time she's ever done this! I was so stunned. Luckily for both of us, even though I was thoroughly pissed, I was too tired to even make a deal of it. So I finished feeding her and let her play while I lay down on the couch and tried to calm down.

Suddenly I realize she's in the kitchen and very quiet. What did I find when I walked in? Briella, with opened dirty diapers and garbage surrounding her while she was reaching into the garbage bag for some more spoils of war. DISGUSTING! She got a bath pronto while I tried to not imagine how much of the junk got in her mouth. Luckily the bath tired her out and she went for a nap. I cleaned up the mess, and went to sleep as well.

An hour later I wake up, feeling much better about the day and seeing the humor in it. And then I start thinking and wondering, "how do moms do this with MULTIPLE children"??? Please veteran moms, impart your wisdom as I will need it all!

And to think, I once wanted 10 children. yeah right




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