I tried to blog last week. And I tried to blog today. But I had to change a poopy diaper first.
Then when I washed my hands and hunted down a dish towel I was reminded that I needed to fold a mountain of laundry.
I decided on closing the laundry room door and getting a snack instead. The kumquat that makes my stomach gurgle was demanding some protein.
I reheated the leftover steak from the fridge, plopped the baby in her high chair with some peanut butter and Cheerios, answered a few phone calls and listened to voice mails.
Then I thought about flossing my teeth because I just had steak. Then I thought if I'm going to go in the bathroom and floss my teeth, I may as well brush them too. And hey, I need a shower before my OB appointment.
Then I rememebered that Danny will be home a little earlier than I need to leave for my appointment so I can shower. So knowing I had some time (bwahaha), I sat down at the computer and attempted to blog. That's when a twin came in crying because his buddy smashed his finger and I realized being in close proximity to him, I have to change another diaper.