d.e.a.d.t.i.r.e.d.

I started my new job today. I. Am. So. Tired. I was up at 6, showered, packed a lunch, dug up my ss card, got kids' clothes and diapers ready, got my pump together, woke and dressed the kids, and headed out. I dropped the kids at my friend's, who lives 5 min from my store, tried to feed Baby Blue one last time and was at work at 7:30am. I trained all morning, left at 11:30 for lunch and drove over to feed BB on my lunch, went back to the store and worked until 4pm. I picked up the kids, fed BB again, and headed home to make dinner. After that? Mmm, nothing. I've nursed BB a bunch of times, read the forums for my online class, and farted around on my laptop.

Yes, I should be cleaning because I have a babysitter coming over tomorrow but you know what? I'm exhausted. Yes, there are loads of moms who do this every day - work 8hrs and then do all the "mom" stuff each night. This, however, is not my norm. Dh had drill tonight so he left around 6:15 and didn't get home until 9:15. He came home and I had started getting the kids ready for bed. He kicked me downstairs and said he'd get all 3 to bed (BB was pretty much already asleep, so mostly it is just the 2 "big kids"). I so appreciate the gesture, especially since I'll be the first to admit I hate bedtime, but I just want to sleep. I don't even want to sit down here and knit (this means there's something really wrong in my world), I just want to go to bed.

Fortunately I don't start until 11 tomorrow, but I may need to run to the grocery store. The more I think about it though the more I suspect they may get a very late breakfast of eggs with sausage or pancakes. None of those would require a trip to the grocery store and I plan on sleeping as long as possible tomorrow.

Ice Cream

It's been awhile. I keep thinking I should get back over here and post but then there's all this pressure that it's a really amazing post or I have something riveting to say. I don't.





But I am eating ice cream.

Starbucks ice cream to be exact (I had a coupon). Which is kind of fitting since I start working there next week. It's a basic job, but I have to tell you... I'm nervous. Nervous to work at Starbucks, you ask? Yep. I haven't had a "real" job in almost 5 years. Baby Blue isn't even 7mos old yet, I've never left my babies for this long this young. And I'm sure he'll be fine, and yes, lots of moms do it, but I don't.

And I'm going back to school this semester. Did I mention that?