One of Those Days

Today was one of those days where I find myself wondering where the time went. I think I've been on my feet straight since 7 am. Marlo has a cold and isn't napping well. I fed her and Hayden this morning, then dropped him off at preschool. I put her down for her usual 9 am nap, and she fell fast asleep...only to wake up at 9:25. Ugh. I figured I'd make the best of it, so I wrestled her into her snowsuit and we braved the 10 degree day to go to Target. I carried her (all 16 lbs) in my front carrier through Target. When we got home she was fussy, so I tried to put her down again while I carried in bags, but she was so fussy I had to nurse her to sleep. This is rare. Normally I sing the ABCs and stash her in her crib and she's out. 30 second bedtime routine. Brilliant. Anyhow, this time she really stretched out that nap to 3o minutes. I got half my lunch eaten. So we went to get Hayden from school and of course that took a good half an hour by the time I got him in coat, mittens, and hat, and grabbed his boots since we are due for some snow. Of course the kid is enormous so his boots are huge and heavy and it seemed to take forever to get everyone back out to the car. Marlo went down for nap #3 (she's still on 3 naps) and this time slept for an hour, but I spent the whole time on my feet fixing dinner.

Now, she's asleep (7 pm bedtime), Ben is playing with Hayden, and I can give the old feet a break. What a day! Somehow I managed to wrap a present with Hayden, box up old toys for donation, put away laundry, unload the dishwasher, and clean up the downstairs. I probably did half of it with a baby on my hip. It's a bit of a blur. Rough, long, tiring day--but I wouldn't trade it for anything. Although I fully admit that when Ben came home I passed him the baby, locked him, the kids, and the dogs out of the kitchen, and sat down at the booth to read. By myself.