You know those days when you feel like you’ve got it all together?
It’s been a while since I’ve had one.
Perhaps it’s the post-Christmas slump, or the lack of routine, or PMS, or the winter blues. All I know is that it often seems like I am scraping through the day and feeling as though I’m failing in virtually every task I’ve been given. The house is in a perpetual state of disaster; there’s yogurt and baby barf on the ottoman; my cooking skills have been reduced to “place frozen pizza in oven and bake for 25 minutes”; Avelyn is acting like a wild, rebellious, grumpy bat; Jolie is waking up twice in the night; Avelyn is also waking up once in the night; I NEED SLEEP; I am hungry and my weight loss is at an aggravating stall; I thought I would be better at this whole Stay-At-Home-Mom thing.
Anyone got a nanny to spare?