1) I went out last night with a friend that I haven't seen in more than a year. It was a lot of fun, we were at the restaurant for 4 hours until they moved us to the bar so they could clean our section. Wine was drunk, appetizers were eaten, I found the difference in homemade falafel and tahini sauce versus the real stuff (the stuff of the gods, I tell you) and secrets were revealed. It was a fabulous time, and I really hope that we start seeing each other more regularly, because I did really miss her.
2) When I woke up at 3:30am to feed Henry, there were no clean bottles. This incensed me so much that after feeding Henry, I laid him back down, laid myself down, and made my husband get up with him to get him to sleep. Then I couldn't sleep because I was still so mad that I sat up and watched him rock the baby to sleep and finally said "Not to start a fight at 4am but for future reference, if there are no clean bottles please wash some before playing Fallout so I don't have to wash one at 3:30 in the morning". I think I was calm but I was still seething. I then went back to sleep. I am proud of myself because I usually either a) bottle it up and start a blow up fight the next time something small happens or b) bitch about it under my breath until we have a fight in the middle of the night, which is no good.
3) I still long for that fight in the middle of the night, as my irritation didn't wane except enough to let me sleep. And I still have no clean bottles.
4) Aren't my sons the cutest pair ever?
5) Potty training is really going to be the death of me. Like, I want to strangle myself with my bare hands every time my son stands in front of me talking and pauses to poop in his pullup.
6) I go back to work in 13 days. I'm torn between wanting to cry and wanting to jump for joy. Stocks in Excedrin Migraine should be expected to plummet.
7) I just put myself in for making a Mexican lasagna and chocolate pumpkin cupcakes for tonight's pre-Halloween party set-up party. This means I need to get my butt in gear for the day. Also means I need to shoot my coffee - anyone have an IV? I should have made more than one cup.
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Busy day for you! Sorry about the middle of the night bottles issue. That blows. One upside to nursing is that never happens! (although, I was planning to have my husband take the early morning feed the other day and had to nurse him anyhow, since - no clean bottles! But that was because I had sent 2 with my SIL when they babysat the other night and hadn't had the chance to wash them out yet.
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