Oh, man....

am I tired, and not just in a "wow, I could really use a nap" kind of way, but in a "totally delirious, somewhat delusional, I could sleep for a week" kind of way. I've got the kind of pure exhaustion that makes you really wonder how you can function, let alone keep three kids happy, safe, fed, bathed, and well... just alive! Literally, I've had under three hours of sleep every night since Andrew was born, and shockingly enough, I'm starting to adapt -- I'm not crabby, the kids are getting to all of their activities, and life seems normal without a normal amount of sleep. However, I am doing some really dumb, out of character stuff....

Here's a little peek into my altered state....

Tonight after the kids got up from their nap we headed over to my parent's house. When my dad opened the car door to get Caleb, we instantly realized that I forgot to buckle him in. So there he was, sitting in his car seat, totally unprotected if I would have been in an accident. I couldn't believe it. Oh, and this is coming from someone who almost didn't let Katherine ride the bus to school because I didn't think it was safe enough...

Friday night Katherine has gymnastics class at Chow's. We were expecting someone at the house, so I was putting on Katherine's shoes so we could get out of there quickly. On the way out to the car, Katherine starts laughing at me and says, "Mommy, how long would it have taken you to realize that my shoes were on the wrong feet?" UUUMMM, that would be never! I have no clue what I was thinking, but not only did I put on and tie ONE shoe on the wrong foot, but BOTH. Good night!

Andrew was crying for a good 30 minutes, and I HAD to go to the bathroom. I held it for as long as I could and then for some reason, I decided that I had to go, and actually walked into the bathroom holding Andrew. Katherine instantly started laughing and then I realized how insane it was that I actually considered (or thought it was acceptable) to bring him into the bathroom with me.

This morning I started unloading the dishwasher while I fed the kids breakfast. (I run the dishwasher every night and unload it every morning, so this is as routine as it gets). I had all the silverware into the drawer before I realized I didn't run the dishwasher the night before and had put all the dirty stuff into the drawer. UUUUUGH! So I had to take every stinkin' piece of silverware we own and rewash it all! NICE!

I officially have a new favorite breakfast. I'm sure you're just dying to know what I'm eating in the morning! LOL!! I now eat of bowl of dry Cheerios. Why? Because if it takes me an hour to actually finish eating, it's perfectly fine. Since there's no milk, it never gets soggy, and if I happen to forget a spoon, then I guess I just happen to forget the spoon and can still eat it. Yea, that's exhaustion!

I'm losing it, I tell ya!! But, since Andrew just dozed off, and Matt is still at the Metallica concert, I'm off to bed. Sleep... sweet sleep! Nighty-night!!