Can I tell you about my day?

  
Some real talk here, this has absolutely nothing to do with parenting a special needs child. This is just the nitty gritty of what being a SAHM to two small ones looks like sometimes. All day I’ve been feeling like it’s Friday only to realize that it’s Thursday *facepalm*. 

I’ve been extra tired because the past two nights I’ve had reason to stay up wayyyyyy past my typical bed times. Today I actually fell asleep during E’s therapy session and then startled myself awake because I thought her therapist was standing over me but then realized it was just my piano since I’d fallen asleep on my living room floor ….

It’s the last stretch of the day before backup arrives (aka Daddy) and I’m trying to feed both kids dinner. Only, for some odd reason D is extra clingy and in his attempt to hold wildly to my chest, he swipes my entire face from top to bottom with his grubby, sweaty, toddler boy hand, and then RIPS my shirt from clutching it with his death grip. 

I pry him away from me only to notice that E has found it funny to open her mouth “ahh” and spill out her dinner from her mouth to the floor so that the dog will come scrambling to eat it up. As soon as the words “STOP E!!” come out, she starts peeing on the floor. I don’t know if this is because she was laughing so hard at the dog or because she was startled at my sudden yelling or because she was just TOO STINKING LAZY to get on the toilet. 

I whisk her away to the bathroom and come back to the scene of the crime just in time to catch D about to step in said puddle of pee. I yell “NOOO!!!!” and he of course is startled and starts screaming/crying at the top of his lungs. 

By now E is back from the bathroom and once again spilling her dinner from her mouth to the floor for the dog and at this point I am just DONE with Thursday. You hear me, Thursday? I’m FINISHED with you!!

Is it Friday yet?

Oh, and Hubby just texted me that he’s gonna be late from work. Awesome.