Last night got kinda busy. I was busying throwing stuff out, then SIL called, then I came upstairs, put Jon to bed, Jeff put Jess to bed, meanwhile baby was having a fit, she wanted her bottle, so I took care of that. So, she didn't get her bath, but it wasn't that bad a night, but not perfect. I like it when she wakes up at 3am for the first time, because when she gets up earlier than that, and then gets up at 530amish, it screws you up because you don't have time to fall back asleep before the other kids wake up. Although anything is better than getting up every 2 hours, so I guess I shouldn't complain at all!!! I am shocked she's finally getting it.

Not sure if the bath is the trick, although the lavender scent and the bottle swears it helps them sleep, but she woke up at 1245am, went to bed an hour later, and then got up again at 545am... went to bed an hour later, but by then I was sure Jess was going to get up, so I just read a magazine, then finally took a shower, and the other kids still weren't up. So, I got everything ready, and we all managed to get out the door on time. Of course the doctor didn't see us until 40 minutes later, the natives were restless, and I was annoyed. Why is it that doctors can be late, but if you are 15 minutes late they want you to reschedule? I'll never figure it out. But, at least when she finally does get in there, she sits and talks with you for a while, so we addressed all my issues, and made a game plan.

Who invented 3 year olds? Of course the mess I made last night didn't get addressed to, so Jess is all into my stuff making more of a mess. I just can't get ahead. And then when you tell her to get out of my stuff, she has a fit, goes upstairs, where I do not want her, because the other kids are sleeping and she is noisy. Who am I? I must be talking to myself, because she surely doesn't listen to me, grrrr.... so she is making a mess up there. Is that all I do all day is clean up messes, most of which are not my own.

Oh well, I need to fold clothes and put them away. And straighten up AGAIN! Tomorrow I'm going to go the the chiropractor when Jeff gets out of work, and I need to go buy a shower gift and I AM GOING TO TAKE MY TIME. I love my kids, but sometimes I don't like them. I am glad I am not the only one who feels this way, I was just reading a blog and the lady let out all her true feelings (you know, the stuff you think, but don't say outloud, for fear that someone will think you are a horrible mother for saying it or even thinking it), and it made me feel good reading it. That I am normal, I am not supermom and I shouldn't try to be. I am human and I get upset just like everyone else.

Oh well, enough blogging... I have to see what Jess is doing upstairs, she's quiet, and that's not a good thing.......