I have not showered since late Friday night. Yup, I feel probably grosser than that sounds. And that shower was at 130am and out of necessity because I was covered in cake batter and sauce and spit up and baby poop. Today I let Ty stay home from school because he didn't get home until close to midnight last night. He was up at 8am anyway. Brody was up at 6am and it took us bringing him into our bed and 45 minutes to get him to go to sleep, only to have Keira wake up 15 minutes later. My hair is pulled back into a ponytail and has been for two days. I feel snappy because of my utter exhaustion. I have major attitudes about this weekend, and how busy I am, and although there is nothing I can do, and it is no one's fault because they don't know how tired and packed our schedule already is, I find myself feeling bitter towards invitations and events... even our own. The truth is, under a normal, non-sleep deprived state I welcome these things, because I enjoy the adult interaction. I get bored and anxious when I don't have anything going on. This is quite rare though.
Tonight the tired screams and cries echoed throughout my house from Brody. The fighting was at an all time high between Nate and Ty. Sweet, little Keira has been cranky because she is gassy and has only slept a total of 3 1/2 hours today.
I mistook the time of Brody's appointment at the doctor for the time of Keira's and missed hers today, and had to reschedule to friday.
*Sigh*
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