If someone wanted to torture me to insanity, all they would have to do is cause me to lose one item a week. 

I don’t lose things. Seriously. I systematically keep up with our stuff, although I admit with two boys and an absentminded Husband, it’s getting harder. It really bothers me when I can’t locate a missing sock. But Husband is the opposite extreme … he leaves stuff scattered all over town. But not me. We work hard for our stuff, and we have nice stuff, and I don’t like to lose or ruin things.

In sum, I’m what you call anal. (Very.)

This morning, I was loading the kids into the car and discovered one of TWO’s shoes is missing. He has exactly one pair of tennis shoes. They’re really nice shoes. We spent $36 on them, which isn’t a lot of money in the grand scheme of things, but for a one-year-old who is growing like crazy it kind of is. And now one of them has vanished … whine whine whine.

After searching and re-searching my car, I decided to give up for the time being and simply accept that TWO will be stuck wearing dress shoes until we can locate his missing New Balance shoe, or until we have the money for new shoes. I got irrationally upset over the whole ordeal, but then I found these (!!!) in my car and I cheered up immediately.

Meet … my holiday Fiestaware.

   
They bring glad tidings and great joy! Who cares if my child is shoeless.

A friend just texted me this and I nearly choked on an animal cracker.

This morning, I brewed myself a pot of strong coffee and decided that, despite the fact that TWO woke up the whole house at 5 a.m. and ONE refused to go back to sleep, therefore foiling my plan to crash on the couch for just a little while … I am going to make the best of it. I will most likely get a really long nap out of ONE over this ordeal. Or, he will scream for two hours in his room. It’s hard to say.

These are some good things that are happening. I am choosing to focus on them:

1. I can drink coffee without regret because I quit breastfeeding.

2. My friend Kellie is sending me to Massage Envy for a little pampering! THANK YOU Kellie, that is something I would probably never have done for myself.

3. My mother is leaving Thursday, and will be immediately replaced by my sweet mother-in-law, who hasn’t seen the baby yet! We are so excited for her to visit (and I welcome an extra set of eyes and arms). 

4. And finally, my friend Lesley came over yesterday bringing with her a Moby Wrap. She is letting me borrow it. I was so intimidated by this contraption — it’s 20 feet of fabric and I’m not so great with following instructions — but she patiently demonstrated how to use it and then she put TWO in it to show me how it works.

ONE was wearing it like a superman cape, but then got an attitude and refused to pose for me.

I’m pretty sure this item is going to save my sanity. Here is what it looks like when worn correctly.

(source)

By the time my mother-in-law goes home, I think I’ll be ready to take on the task of mothering these two children by myself. I may even venture out in public with them. 

Or I might become a hermit.

I have insomnia.

It blows.

After lying in bed from 10 pm – midnight, I fell asleep. For an hour. Then I woke up to pee every hour, on the hour, four times. At 4:30 this morning, I was so annoyed desperate that I got up and went to Walmart.

I hate Walmart, but it’s not that bad before dawn. There was just me and an old man buying a lot of white bread, and that was it. I was back home by 6:30 and napping by 8:30, but again I woke up every hour to pee and then at 10:30 someone started ringing the doorbell and knocking on my door.

I was PISSED … but not for long. My sweet parents had the most interesting, beautiful arrangement sent to me, in honor of “new beginnings.” 

I’d like to begin now, thank you.                                                                                                                      

Amy, my dear friend from high school, has a knack for finding unusual gifts.

Here you can see one of them … my “Friday” mug. Do you see the lovely shade of mauve behind it? That is the color of my cubicle.

Now you may understand why I have papered my mauve walls with pictures and papers. I loathe the color mauve.

I have some things to report.

First, ONE is going to have one kick-ass big boy room. My very generous parents shipped us the Dr. Seuss bedding from Pottery Barn Kids this week. I love it all so much I want to steal it for myself. I may have squealed when I opened the box.

I mean … come on. HOW FUN ARE THESE?!

Really fun. Super fun.

Below you can see the room that they have pictured in the catalog. ONE’s room won’t look like this, but he’s got all the bedding shown here, along with some navy blue blackout curtains (please, let those be the cure for his refusal to nap!!).

It’s the little things that make me the happiest. 

Today I left work at 1:30 and got a pedicure. I haven’t had one since 2008. My feet were beyond disgusting. Husband even made a comment about them, and he never says anything about anything, so I knew I had to take action.

It took forever, and at one point I was almost sure the skin on the top of my foot was being rubbed off … not to mention I don’t ever fare well in situations where there language barriers … but MAN. I feel so much better.

I feel like a lady.
 

I got home and found a package on my stoop. Jeans! From my mother! By some miracle I found the perfect maternity jeans while we were in Baton Rouge last month and she bought me a pair. I loved that pair so much that she had another pair shipped to me.

Right now nothing makes me more comfy than a spandex waistband. And I think what I have really been needing (aside from having my feet de-crusted), was a little mothering.