Mother's Day 2.0

I'd like to report that I slept in, I had breakfast in bed served to me by two wonderful children and a manfriend.  We have lunch plans but I was given the luxury of some alone time where I can soak in the tub, have a fancy cup of coffee and maybe read.

 I'd like to report that but instead what has happened is this:

 6:45 a.m. (A.FUCKING.M) - Little Man comes crashing into my room and plants his knee right into my bladder - jarring me out of bed immediately.

 7:07 a.m. - Mr. T is screaming in his crib because he can hear with his supersonic ears, that Little Man and I are awake and doing things without him.

 7:45 a.m. - Mr. T has started his breakfast and I have started Little Man and I on an art project for my mother and Manfriend's mother - to be presented at lunch.

 8:32 a.m. - first breakfast over and art project just about done - Mr. T takes first dump of the day and requires a bath.  I've started a load of laundry

 8:55 a.m. - second breakfast has begun for Mr. T and Little Man is now demanding peanut butter and jelly.

 9:34 a.m. - Manfriend is finally responding to messages but I can clearly tell he is not truly awake.

 10:00 a.m. - 2nd dump of the day is had by Mr. T and now I'm beginning to think he is expecting 3rd breakfast. I've started the 2nd load of laundry.

 It is now 10:19 a.m. on Mother's Day and I have yet to take a shower, eat, figure out what I'm wearing for Mother's Day lunch with my mother and Manfriend's mother, which we leave for in about 2 hours.  I know the following things will still need to happen in those 2 hours:
  1. Dress both boys
  2. Somehow get a shower
  3. Debate keeping Mr. T awake all day or put him down for a scream fueled nap NOW
  4. Re-feed both boys because they are STARVING even though I will tell them 3,529 times that we're going to eat something at lunch.
  5. Pack a bag that will contain EVERYTHING I can think of to entertain both boys during a lunch yet ultimately forget the ONE thing that they must have to be content in public.
  6. Re-dress at least one because they have spilled something or hate what they're wearing.
  7. Give up on wearing makeup or doing my hair so I don't look as frazzled as I feel and just hope no one looks at me.
  8. Finally - get everyone and everything into the car and drive 45 minutes to lunch.  Which I know will put Mr. T to sleep and will make him cranky when we arrive (I'm hoping food will quell his anger.)
But my blessings are too many to count and I shouldn't complain.  I have two boys that are playing together today with ZERO tears or yelling.  I have a village that celebrates all of us EVERY day.

Happy Mother's Day to all.
40 days later and they are finally playing together (and nicely)!

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