By the Numbers

Everyone asks how it's going. Well, today was a challenge -- frazzled, boobs aching, house a disaster worthy of federal aid, but that's just the way it is with two little kids. If it's not a challenge, either the kids are in a coma or you are. I spent the morning trying to make it just to the afternoon when we headed off to my mothers' group for a play date -- a place where Harry could stuff himself with baked goldfish and I could talk with other moms who just know.

My day, by the numbers:

2 -- hours between feedings
5 -- times I changed a dirty diaper before leaving the house at 11:45 a.m.
2 -- timeouts before finishing my first cup of coffee
0-- finished cups of coffee
6 -- loads of laundry that lay scattered on the basement floor in need of folding
1 -- offer by Paul that we hire the nanny for half days on Friday
1-- number of times I have said that hiring a nanny on Friday would spell my defeat as a mom
3 -- minutes spent in the shower
4 -- times that both children have been crying in concert
4 -- times I've thought about the glass of wine I'll drink with dinner

And still, I can not count the number of blessings, there are just too many.