Out Numbered 3 to 1

I thought a daughter would be an ally, instead I am now outnumbeed 3 to 1.

Thursday, August 13, 2009

I'm late . I'm late . For a very important date. No time to say "Hello." / Goodbye. I'm late, I'm late, I'm late.



This is how I feel everyday right now. Way too much to do, and no time to do it. I wake up at 4:30 am and hit the ground running. Shower dress, feed kids, dog, bird, pack lunches. I have Austin to camp by 6:30 am, Izzy to Daycare by 6:40. I am at the office turning off the alarm between 7:15-7:25 depending on the traffic. 8am class starts for 4 hours, 12-1 I eat lunch while tutoring math, 1-5 I teach again. I leave between 5:30-6pm, head home. Arrive by 7pm. this is T-W-Th. Monday and Friday is doctor appointments for Izzy. My floor is dirty an has not been steamed mopped in 4 weeks. Clothes are clean but in baskets and not put away.

Here are pics of Monday's happening. They gave Izzy a bottle after surgery. She hasn't used a bottle since we have had her. I really need to blog all of austin's happenings. Much too tired now.

2 comments:

Carrie said...

Oh poor baby! Hope all is well besides for the floor being cleaned-Miss you!

Teresa =) said...

OK...I know I've been out of the loop for the past few weeks, but I went back through both of your blogs and can't figure out why Izzy had surgery! Was this recent or did you dig out an old picture?

I'm a terrible friend that I've lost touch with your kiddos...

Teresa =)
Exhausted and still jet lagged...

"The flower that blooms in adversity is the most rare and beautiful of all"-------Mulan