Today I cried.
I cried because I am busy.
I am busy because I have 1 husband a 1 set of parents who are working feverishly to turn our newly purchased house into a home for my family.
Thus, that leaves only me at home with the kids and the cooking... all the while making SURE to leave the house spotless 'cause a potential buyer might want to come see it at any moment.
Just yesterday, I had been out of the house for several hours while potential buyers were looking at the house. I finally got back home and put Bro to bed... when my husband called to say to
get everyone out of the house... that potential
buyers would be here in 15 MINUTES!!!!
Luckily, my mom told me that I could explain to the potential buyers that the baby was sleeping "
yada -
yada -
yada" and ask if they could they open the door slowly/quietly. Turns out that I knew the agent with the potential buyers and this was their SECOND time looking at the house... so all of this went well.
AGAIN this morning - FIRE DRILL - more potential buyers coming to see the house - more scrambling to clothe, feed, play and so on... while keeping the house spotless... try it sometime - it sucks! (Sorry for the language.)
It gets worse...
let me set the scene...
Scrambling to get out of the house... going top the grocery store and then to the park to kill some time... standing in line at the grocery store... listening to Lulu on the phone tell her aunt, "...
I'm going to a birthday party today."
F***!!!!! {{in my head}}
"The party -- Lulu -- I am so sorry -- I totally forgot about the party."
And then the realization that... this was a
great party... to a place she had NEVER been before... it's new and cool... it started 15 minutes ago... it is
somewhere I have never been... we don't have directions... we don't have the permission form... it's a rock climbing party... Lulu is currently dressed like a pop diva... we can't go home... the "potential buyers" might be there... we need to get the form... get directions... get dressed... {{my little mommy heart deflates}}... it just ain't gonna happen today. Worst of all... Lulu took it like a champ... she was so sweet... making me feel even worse... why is she so wonderful?????
So, I grabbed what we were having for lunch (cheese popcorn and
Gatorade) and headed out to the car. On the way home, I called another mom to see if Lulu could go over to play.
I put Bro down for a nap.
And I cried.
I can't believe that I was so self-absorbed that I totally forgot about the party. I feel like crap.
I called the birthday girl's mom -- apologized profusely -- heard all of the fun in the background -- cried some more -- and the mom was really cool about it.
Soooo... I'm barely keeping it together today... how 'bout you?