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some days are a little bumpier than others
This is what happens when smart people multitask too much on too little sleep:
On the first Sunday in September…
Rick folds the laundry which is totally awesome except he folds the dirty laundry. Less awesome.
I leave the toaster oven on for an extended amount of time.
Rick gives Chase his twin sister’s thrush medicine by accident. (An important part of trying to get rid of thrush in twins is to not share medicine.)
I leave the door open to the house and a big fat orange cat swaggers on in and enjoys the place until she happens to bump into Dylan who starts screaming. Poor Dylan is so traumatized by the trespassing cat that she now needs some kind of feline therapy to recover. On the plus side, she’ll never become a cat hoarder.
Rick forgets to put Chase’s reflux medicine back in the fridge. (Label says it must be refrigerated at all times.)
Then we decide to take a nature walk with all four kids. So we strap on the Bjorns and head through these beautiful marshlands and everything is sunny and perfect and lovely…
until half way through the walk and quite far from the car, I say….
“We forgot the formula.”
“Oh no.”
“How could we forget food for our babies? Who does that?” I wonder and then I remember… Us!
Thankfully, the babies took pity on their poor frazzled parents and slept right through their feeding time. And we were able to feed them as soon as we got back to the car – preventing me from trying to nurse two infants on a lily pad in the middle of marshland.
Thank you babies.
mama bird notes:
A few weeks ago, Gap offered to style me at one of their local stores. Because I never turn down a chance to be styled (Rachel Zoe, I’m waiting for your call), I jumped at the opportunity even though I’m not a huge Gap person. I kind of thought the chain was still selling striped rugby shirts.
But the Gap had some seriously great stuff. I got a pair of black pants which are super fabulous and rightfully called magic pants. I picked up some tops and even went all crazy and tried on jeggings. Oh yes I did. They are a cross between leggings and jeans and I stuffed my postpartum body right in them. And they were cute! I know because my stylist said so.
So thank you Gap for the star moment. I loved it.
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you look fabulous and gorgeous as always in that photo! Wear that outfit when I come to take you out week after next.
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You look great, and everything will be fine, until you potty -train them and forget to pack the extra underwear for that endless period of “still pooping their pants without letting you know”. Did that last week.
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I am so relieved that Dylan is not going to be a cat hoarder. I hope you can sleep better knowing that! You look wonderful!
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Why is it necessary to mention that the cat is orange? As a fellow orangey, I take great offense.
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You are such a super star! In your jeggings (an item of clothing which will NEVER appear on my bod) and with a baby on your front.
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Magic pants, huh?
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I’m with Dylan. No freakish intruder cats please.
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Oooh, I want some jeggings. I need to hang out with you.
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You’re lucky the stray cat didn’t make a beeline for your bed and take a dump in it. What? You think it never happened to anyone? Ask my sister…,
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nursing on a lily-pad in the middle of a marsh is what all the cool/green moms are doing, didn’t ya know?
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Dylan is a smart gal…I’d scream too as I loathe cats by all means. you look fabulous in your Gap photo!
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Categorize this under unsolicited stories/advice:
When my daughter was an infant, we shared a wonderfully bonding case of thrush. My boob to her mouth, rinse and repeat. It was a particularly stubborn case that never cleared, until we dosed ourselves with this purple colored whathaveyou called Gentian Violet. The down side was that Belle looked like a clown for a week because the stuff is quite staining.
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Magic pants?! I need to get me some of those!
And as for forgetting food, I think if you have more than one kid to think about it, it happens. Case in point, when my youngest was 3 months old, we remembered the formula. But we forgot the bottle. Thankfully, it worked in my favor and we were able to leave the in-laws early. SCORE!
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Gentian Violet is the way to go…
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Did you say magic pants? It just so happens in I am the market for a grament that will make these muffin tops disappear. Can’t afford the tummy tuck just yet. Need to sell a few more Pink Pockets.
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What exactly do magic pants do? Because I think I could maybe use a pair on several levels.
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Dear lord I hate thrush with a burning passion – because it burns like nothing else when it is inside your breast. I just had a flashback and it was not pretty…
You however are looking great in those magic pants and making me think I really need some!
Also we have a lurking opossum so I will be leaving all doors shut at all times because that would be truly traumatizing!
So glad the babies slept. I can see how it might be toush to nurse on a lily pad.
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I feel your pain re: bad days of forgetting things because you are sleep deprived and everything going wrong. But let’s not forget the famous TOASTER OVEN FIRE! Please be careful.
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