Lately I've been feeling like I'm a chicken with my head cut off in work and in life. Motherhood has officially made me lose my mind. And an hot unorganized mess. This past weekend, it was the annual Sherman picnic. Usually I come extremely prepared. This time I forgot a grape pie that I spent the morning making, lawn chairs to sit in, and my camera to take pictures of Grant doing cute things like take his first hayride. Good job me. My excuse? I had a crying baby to take care of and didn't have a chance to do a run-through to make sure I had everything that I need. Good thing I at least remembered to bring the baby :)
I'm really starting to feel like a mother. Later that night at the picnic, I came in the house from sitting by the campfire. I went to say goodbye to Matt's grandma, and she pats me on the shoulder to say goodbye to me, as she gets spit up all over her hand. Yes, I was walking around with spit up all over my jacket, and had no idea. After-all I was in the dark.
I will say that this past week I've been losing my mind at work. Mainly it's a combination of lack of sleep and pulling myself in a hundred different directions. Though despite my lack of organization or even effort to care anymore, it doesn't even matter when I get to see Grant's adorable smile. He melts it all away. :)
|even though my mommy is losing her mind I'm pretty cute|