It takes me 40 minutes to get ready to leave the house with Gemma.
By the time I get everything ready and am actually out of the house I am so frantic and agitated I don't even feel like seeing people.
Where are the mitts? Toques? Sweater? Shoes, Why is there only one shoe? Where is the other one? Where is the sippy cup with the good lid? It's dirty; must wash it. Refresh cheerio container. Food. Blanket. My wallet, cell phone, keys... Put the hat on. She takes it off. Put on shoes. Where are my shoes? Put them on. Uggg!!! I hate it!!! And I try to go easy on myself, leave plenty of time, not pressure myself to be on time, but I still feel so frazzled.
Anyway, enough about me, more about Gemma! Well, she loved web chatting with Daddy this morning.
And, uh... hmm. Once again, it is too late and my brain is mushy. Must sleep, I'll try to blog in the morning.
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Oh, your blog today brought back memories. You forgot the dirty diaper just when you think you are ready to go out the door.
How do mothers of more than one child do it.
MOM
With an awful lot of planning, patience and prayer!!
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