Until tonight, my blog description said I have 3 and 3/4 children.
A lil outdated.
I cancelled my photo hosting account since I save all my pics on Facebook now. I am a little amazed that all the photos haven't disappeared from my blog. I am sure they will disappear in due time. And then my blog posts won't make any sense.
I'm curious if I can post pics on here FROM Facebook. Perhaps I shall try...
Well, that worked. Except that pic is way big.
Today was my first day getting the little ones and myself dressed and out of the house by myself. And first day driving since my c/s. Bella was impressed and exclaimed, "Mommy, you can drive?!?! That's AMAZING!" She also told me repeatedly that I am "huge" and "large size" while I was getting ready. Nice.
Getting myself and everyone else ready proved to be quite a bit more difficult than I anticipated. I put Charlie on my bed (sleeping) so I could put on some make up (which I hadn't done in days because my make up bag was missing -- turns out it was in the master bathroom sink -- the side we don't use -- covered by a towel. I looked everywhere, except under things).
I tried to rush through my make up application but still had to say "Please leave the baby alone," "Don't touch the baby," and "No! Put him down" about 57 times. Dahlia most literally picked Charlie up at one point. I have yet to come up with an idea for a place to put the little guy where no one will French kiss him, poke his eyes, or pick him up without supporting his head while I perform brief tasks.
I should have used the Moby Wrap.
That's what I should have done.
Next time.
The girls' hair looked pretty...not good...because they both insist on being first for hair-fixing and that means when I am fixing one girl's hair the other girl is trying to sit on my lap or brush the other girl's hair or otherwise complicate the process in some way. Also, I suck at fixing hair.
Bella put her own shoes on this morning which helped me a ton. I didn't realize until we were in the parking lot at Red Lobster that they were on the wrong feet, but I still think it was a good effort. Both girls got to pet a lobster (named Mike, according to Dahlia).
I managed to not be super late running my errands and meeting Adrian for lunch (Endless Shrimp, btw). I was thisclose to forgetting to wear deodorant but remembered just as I was about to head out the door.
I hope I get better at this. Practice makes perfect, right? Wal-Mart tomorrow!
