And Now, A Little Bit of Mom Humor

In the spirit of if you don’t laugh, you'll cry ...

6:25 am - Wake up, think I hear Isla crying
6:26 am - Negative, Nash crying. Husband does Nash mornings - whew
6:27 am - Must get up, must get up
6:30 am - Get up, brush teeth, look at self - ugh, shouldn't have done that.
6:33 am - Throw on barn clothes, need to try and get these suckers done on time this morning
6:35 am - Offer to help hubs with kids - since apparently Isla woke up in the last 10 minutes, which leaves him with two
6:36 am - Change Isla bottom (no, poo, no, poo, no poo) and thankfully no poo
6:40 am - Hand Isla off to hubs to feed
6:41 am - Look at hubs' face. Offer to take Isla back and feed
6:42 am - Feed Isla
6:55 am - Put Isla down, time to go do horses
6:56 am - Get over baby gate, hear screaming. Talk to Nash - always forget I can't walk out of a room without explaining why
6:57 am - Start to put on remaining barn clothes - Peter looks up with sad face, Karma "talks" and jumps
6:58 am - Give dogs a treat - should buy me a little time
6:59 am - Put on remaining barn clothes
7:01 am - Do horses - ahhhh, this is my relaxing time each morning. Sad. But true
7:23 am - Back in, greeted by spastic whippets - guess I didn't buy much time after all
7:24 am - Feed whippets - cat meows, apparently doesn't remember its 10 hours too early
7:25 am - Walk into living room - hubs folding clothes, Nash 'helping', hubs not happy with help
7:26 am - Encourage Nash to come with me to pick out my clothes and get ready
7:27 am - Do hair and makeup while Nash brushes his teeth - if you call sucking water off the tooth brush brushing your teeth
7:32 am - Get half dressed - hear LOTS of 'no's' coming from the living room
7:36 am - Go into living room and get Nash away from hubs - really, he does not want help
7:38 am - Finish getting dressed
7:43 am - Pack up Isla's daycare items
7:44 am - Pack up Nash's daycare items
7:45 am - Pack up lunch
7:49 am - Try and find laptop. Where is effing laptop - oh yea, left in car to make things easier.
7:50 am - Remember Isla still needs to finish bottle. Crap. Oh, hubs did it already (that guy is pretty cool sometimes)
7:50 am - Hug hubs. He deserves it
7:52 am - Gather up stuff to go to car - hubs brings out both kids (that guy is pretty cool sometimes)
7:53 am - Crap forgot purse
7:53 am - Crap forgot Nash's beeka
7:53 am - Crap took too long and now Isla is crying because she lost her beeka
7:54 am - Hurry to get into car and get it running - off to daycare
8:08 am - Get to daycare and get Isla, Isla's bag and Nash's bedroll out
8:09 am - Go to Get Nash - oh look. He's taken his shoes and socks off. Again.
8:09 am - Put on Nash's shoes and socks, get Nash's bag, pick up: him, it, Isla, Isla's bag and his bedroll
8:10 am - Drop off kids - listen to Nash scream uncontrollably while I walk out of his room. I hate that part
8:20 am - Head to work - car is quiet. Brilliant
8:33 am - Walk into office and security asks me "so, are you ready to start your day?" I think, "if you only knew..."