Today is one of those extremely weird days - you know those "walk out the door and double check if you remembered to put underwear on" type of days because right from the moment you woke up if felt as if something is missing or you are forgetting something and you just can't figure out what it could be.
So here goes my Blue Thursday ... Baby woke up at about 4am wanting to smile and play - clearly not tired anymore; and assuming that if he is not tired then mommy and daddy also surely can't be tired anymore.
Daddy went to make a bottle and I tried to fool him with his dummy into thinking he is drinking a bottle and should close his eyes again, but all attempts failed. I eventually lay back in bed when he started playing with his toys and dosed off again. Clearly he did too since he was asleep when I woke up with the alarm.
Now, our kids (7, 8 and 9 years old) were all up and about already when I dragged my lazy butt out of bed and started getting dressed for work, yet in between me sorting baby, getting dressed and still having to blow my hair dry, they had not yet finished getting ready for school.
It makes me want to scream and pull my hair out when 7am you ask: "OK, everyone ready to go?"
and you get a reply "I can't find my shoes/jersey/juice bottle" etc etc
or "but I haven't had cereal yet" - when they were all sitting in front of the TV 2 minutes ago.
Well, it makes me turn into a vicious spitting cobra and then the yelling and threatening starts to leave them all behind. At 7:15 eventually everyone manages to get to the car and then we are ready to go.
By now I already know that they just ruined the quick smoke break I could have had before work if they were just 5 minutes faster.
This morning was the same as those everyday mornings with Ashleigh only brushing the parts of her hair that she can see (the back looking like rats could nest in it)
Then I went back into the house, gave my laptop to one of the other 2 to go put into the car so long, put my phone down on the table and tried helping her.
With all the motion of getting her ready, I never picked up my phone again... (I don't go anywhere without my phone) ... I had that moment of "I am forgetting something" ... I went back into the house again, checked if I had switched off the lights and went off to drop kids at school.
Just as I got out of the car at work to stick my hand in my pocket to get my phone to check if I still have time for a smoke before I go in, it dawned on me ... I left it at home ... I can't bbm my other half, I can't check up on my Hayday, and I am timeless ... I don't have a clue what time it is so there goes my smoke break. Got upstairs to the office to realise I am just on time too though, fortunately. Yet the entire day I feel like I have lost a limb and been suffering from withdrawals.
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