- Trent woke us up about 7:30. I should have gotten up an hour before this, but the time change back from Vegas was not allowing it.
- Got T set up watching a video {Shaun the Sheep}, got him some breakfast {gluten free pretzels and apple/carrot/water juice...mom of the year} and got in the shower. Brent still in bed because he came to bed at 2:00 AM. Force him to kiss me for our anniversary.
- Rush, rush, rush. Out the door at 8:50. Happy anniversary! Love you. Smooch, smooch {air kisses}.
- Many hours later, realize I did not give Trent a drink in his lunch. Hope his teachers gave him some water.
- Work.
- Argue with B over paint. Pregnancy hormones almost unglue me. Barely hold it together; luckily he offers a good solution.
- Head to a client meeting WAY across town. Rain starts.
- Nana begins painting the nursery!
- Leave meeting at 5:00. Make it home at 6:50. Fear I will run out of gas on the way home.
- Play. T refuses to eat dinner. I eat it. No clue what B eats {Ruffles and Ranch dip maybe?}. No bath for T because he's spending the day with Nana.
- Bedtime by 8:30. Battle ensues until 10:00 to get him to stay in bed. Mom and Dad victorious although room looks like said battle zone. {Therapy update soon because we have identified some HUGE things, and I'm feeling very optimistic!}
- Work. Blog. Read. B watches TV.
- Bedtime.
And that, my friends, is how a real anniversary looks. {grin}
3 comments:
Sometimes I imagine what it would be like to have a child who eats whatever I put in front of her and who goes to bed without a fuss. Who knew it could be so mentally exhausting at such a young age?! Happy Anniversary to y'all! Sounds like many of our anniversaries... :-)
Sounds familiar!
Glad to know we aren't the only ones just trying to survive, even on special occasions! Happy 8 years! Although, what is it like 20 total of being together?!
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