Why am I still up?

Well, you know, sometimes you get the bug and you really want to be a good mom. So, you just go to town and before you realize it, it is late.

I am trying to get some music put together for 8 to have some downtime at school to see if that will help his hyperarousal and anxiety issues. And 3 just barely went down to sleep--no scratch that--she was asleep but then woke up to poop... yes, poop. If she hasn't pooped during the day she cannot sleep until she has pooped. So she was up watching the Wiggles while I was waiting for her to fill her diaper. In the meantime, I was here at my computer...

wait...

my granola is done and the timer is going off...

be back to finish the story in just a sec...

OK, sorry that took so long, I had to get the granola out to cool and then adjust the oven heat to 350 so that I can get the bread in.

OK, so as I was saying I was here at my computer in the dark while 3 is watching the movie because if she is not going to fill her diaper I am hoping she will fall asleep. Well, the movie is over and she walks over in her poopy diaper waddle and I say, "Yay, you've pooped, let's go change you so you can go back to sleep!" I am so excited until I get her upstairs into the light and realize that there is poop down her leg, which means there is poop down my side because I was holding her on my hip... then I noticed the mashed poop on bottom of her sock... ... .... ........

I leave the finishing up of the diaper to Marc as I search downstairs for the poop that she has left behind. I found it, yay.

So then she falls asleep watching Baby Einstein while I...

hold on the oven is ready for the bread...

be back...

OK, so she's asleep but I leave her there while I make the bread and the granola for the kids and hubby for tomorrow, all the while realizing I didn't have most of the ingredients upstairs but, downstairs in the storage room. And it's not like I remembered all the ingredients at one time, no, I had remember them one at a time, the brown sugar...

just sec one of the CD's is done downloading for 8...

OK, back, where was I, oh, brown sugar, oats, honey, oil. So that was funny in my own head as everyone is asleep and I am all over the place.

Then I get the granola in the oven and the bread is raising so I come down to take little sleeping 3 upstairs to her bed. She wakes up, but then when I lay her down she quickly goes back to sleep...no, she is awake again this time standing in her doorway crying. So finally after I find the blanket that has the right feel to it, she goes to sleep--then a car drives by the open window and she stirs, I hold my breath, she goes back to sleep. I stay there in this weird cramped position until I hear her heavy breathing and...

just sec the CDs are done, ya, CDs--there were 44 favorite songs--and I probably didn't even get the right ones...

OK, so she was breathing well, so I could come back downstairs to finish what I need to for 8.

And to think this day all started at 5 am. Wew, hasn't slowed down yet! and it is 12:35 am! WEeeeeeeeeeEEEhhEeeeEHee! No, I am not crazy, I am just a mom--is that the same thing? Maybe for me!