Working Mom Blues and The Case of The Toilet Trespasser

I should have known it when Moonbeam wouldn't let me sleep in..... It was going to be one of those kind of days. Instead of happily nursing and going back to sleep, she tried sneaking off of the bed. Lately, her favorite pass time has been playing in the toilet. For this reason, we must keep a vigilant watch on her especially when she's quiet. So with a pitiful groan, I drug myself out of bed. I couldn't feel sorry for myself for too long, because, after all, she is sooo cute!
The morning went by in blur of activity. The morning is always the busiest time of the day for me. Its the time when we gather around the table and do devotions. I love having that special time when we're all together before everybody goes off to do their own thing. I love it that we all pray together after reading a lesson from "Sparkling Gems" by Rick Renner. It seems to me a worthy tradition to instill in the lives of our children. While my husband does math with the kids, I cook breakfast. By the time math is over, I am reading and doing one on one work with our 6 year old. Who, by the way, just turned 7. We are celebrating the party for him tomorrow. Any way, throw a baby who is obsessed with toilets and wood stove ash into this mix and you have a recipe for a busy morning.
By afternoon, I found myself exhausted and in need of a nap. Sleep would again evade me though. No sooner had I peacefully begun to slumber with Moonbeam, than the phone rang. I wanted to cry, but instead, I got up and made myself a cup of joe. It would be a long night. My family was in the basement. No, not because of my mood, because they were all madly cleaning. What brought about this sudden new leaf of cleanliness? It may have had something to do with my in laws arrival tomorrow.
Ignoring the mounds of laundry who rather rudely insulted my domestic abilities, and the host of other messes and unfinished housework, I embarked on my journey to the hospital. Before leaving, I had to locate a pair of socks. This was no ordinary feat. I had hoped for my fuzzy ones, but the boys discovered that they slide good on wood laminate, and had confiscated them. Amazingly, I did find just one pair.
Not only did I have five errands to run before work, i discovered that i would have 3 more after work. How much can one girl pack into one day? All of the errands are of my own doing though. I brought this drudgery all upon myself. Here's a list, since blogging about it will some how make me feel better.
1. drop off an apple cinnamon mini loaf at an elderly ladies house on the way. Check on her and spread some cheer.
2. drop off a "thank you" card with a little gift basket for a new friend.
3. pick up my Azure (healthy bulk food) order and pay for it.
4. check the dollar store for a last min birthday present for Catman.
5. stop at the grocery store for a few needed items (its an hour back to town!)
6. purchase fuel.
7. stop at somebodies house who has lots of extra tomatoes and wants to give me boxes of them for free! (gotta get em' while the opportunity knocks)
8. stop at some body elses house to pick plums....... She wants to give me a load of free plums and tomatoes.
What's a girl to do? Learning to be virtuous is really an art form. I'll be home for the next week with my inlaws visiting. I'm pretty sure I will get everything else caught up during that time. Until then, I will just focus on doing one thing at a time. Fortunately, I have just finished one "to do" on my list : constructing warning signs for my bathroom doors. "Doo doo your part! Keep Door Closed to prevent toilet explorations" and "Warning!! Keep Door Closed. Toilet Trespasser on the premises!"
Thanks to supernatural help from "The Big Guy Upstairs", and California Nurse bringing Starbucks coffee beans and chocolate, I'm quite confident I will survive the ordeal.