Instacart & Pull-ups

 It has been quite the week, at least for me. But it is Thursday! I’ve been solo parenting for 5-6 weeks. Which I know is nothing for single parents- mad respect for all of you and for military spouses etc. But we all have our struggles and thresholds.

This morning alone felt like two days combined. I have failed to properly potty train my oldest but there is research that says nighttime training is challenging. Right? I mean, I am annoyed some nights when my bladder wakes me up, so I get it!

Let me go back, I did try to reup on more pull-ups. Did the Instacart order with those as my #1 item. And while Instacart was adding my overpriced items from Publix, I was waiting at the pharmacy drive thru for my youngest daughters rx. Sidenote, the doctor’s office forgot to call it in earlier, so we had to wait 15-20 mins. While waiting, my older daughter had to go potty. So, in the 3 of us went to the family potty. And there is my Instacart delivery on my doorstep in the heat, while I am now inside the store that I placed the order in…the store I tried to avoid dragging two kids into, one who is semi sick with the biweekly cold/pediatrician visit.

So, my long tangent there is leading back to the pull-ups or lack thereof. My dearest daughter had an accident in our bed. Most nights, she ends up sleeping in my bed. I know, haters hate on me. That is the issue, us women and mothers are too judgmental. Just because something works well for you and your family, doesn’t mean it works well for mine.

So, let’s just be kind to one another on my page, ok? 

So, before 7 am today, we had a bed stripped and a bath going. We managed to get out the door and drop off at two locations. And today was one of the first days in forever, my oldest was sad at drop off and she didn’t want me to leave. That always pulls at your heart and makes you want to just live in a tent, forget work and all the rest! I’m going to pick her up earlier today!

I semi made it home for my 8:00 teams meeting, I was in the car for the beginning 2 minutes. I’ll blame the lack of internet and that means lack of tv for the last 24 hours. The tv serves as my nighttime nanny for my 4.5-year-old. That is how I semi-easily put my baby to bed. Otherwise, I have her peeking in or tapping on the door.

My internet is back on 24+ hours later as I am writing this blog. This was a suggestion from my therapist today and I didn’t want to lose that excitement to kick it off. So here I am internet!! You can try to be shut down for hours but mama matters!

Stay tuned for the future, day in the life here!