5/9 8:16pm: "Both kids fed, Miles got his movie+milk time, pjs, book and in bed happy with a clean, repeat CLEAN, lovey while Carson cried in the other room. He'd already been fed but he was angry. I proceeded to wrap him up, hold him while simultaneously pumping (a lot harder than it sounds just ps), swaying him back and forth with my legs, looking at graphic files for work AND talking to Stephenon the phone. Now, ladies and gentlemen, we have 2, count them 2, sleeping boys. Victorrryy!" *claps hands*
5/10 8:13pm: "putting Miles to bed trying to be relaxed and happy while listening to Carson SCREAM in misery in the other room killed me tonight. One kid at a time will be my mantra....They're sleeping now, so I guess I won in the end. Proceeded to make myself dinner.... to then burn the crap out of my quesadilla...ugh! Can't catch a break" *face in hand*
5/11 8:15pm: "Children have been fed, bathed, still alive and sleeping. I have been semi-fed, not bathed, partially alive and will trade sleep for wine. Win or fail? You choose"
5/12 9:50am: I showered - let's count this as a win for the day
5/13 12:15pm: "Miles drank beer this morning...now he smells like alcohol. Mom fail for the day.... Nothing a change of clothes and some wet wipes won't fix right???"
*** Back story: We were outside and Miles found an empty beer can in the grass from the evening before. Well, I thought it was empty. He proceeded to tip it into his mouth for me to find out it definitely was NOT empty. He dumped it all over himself to then spit whatever was in his mouth all over his clothes.
5/14 2:46pm: "fyi I'm throwing up. Earlier in the morning I found out fast what I would do if I was sick and needed to breastfeed Carson. I'd have a baby on the boob while on the toilet.... (sorry Carson) Not sure if this is a mom win (you know...for the effort!), a mom fail or a tie..."
5/16 5:03pm: "Miles drank wine today. I guess he didn't get enough of the beer. I just can't win can I?? I should stop counting my wins vs. fails because this is becoming depressing. haha!" *Big sigh*
*** Back story: Miles has been really into ice lately. I had my almost empty wine cup on the counter and he ate all the half melted ice out of it before we realized. oops!
And that's where I ended it people. Chalk it up to you do what you have to do. Saver the wins and take all the fails with a grain of salt. It's called parenting. With these cuties, it's all worth it. :)