I honestly don’t know where I’ve been! My daughter was diagnosed with a rare and weird autoimmune disorder, I started a ridiculously difficult course (for work), and work itself has been INSANE, and that’s putting it mildly.  

Has seem to be the motto at work lately.

My hair is still not growing back, but the falling out has decreased. The side effects of the spiro are still lingering. I’m eating better and exercising but not as much as I’d like or should.

We have two new frogs.   Fudge                        Spike

OK, I think we’re all caught up now.

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My 3 year old daughter repeatedly responds to my requests with, “OK, OK, hold on.”  It drives me batshit crazy.  In the morning while I’m doing my best to get two kids ready, trying to make myself look presentable as I can, and leave the house with everyone’s lunch, breakfast, schoolbags……”OK, hold on,” is the LAST thing I want to hear.  When I call her to come to the table for dinner, “OK, hold on.”  At night when I prompt her repeatedly to brush her teeth and pee, “OK, hold on.”  Today while I was desperately trying to get her to hurry her little bum up and walk a tad bit faster to get into the car, “OK, hold on, ” followed by, “Mom, why are we rushing anyway, we’re on vacation.” That question hit me like a ton of bricks! Why was I rushing? What was so important? I have been watching my little girl lately and she’s so sure of herself (most of the time.) She does things her way and at her own pace.  I don’t want to ruin that with my own neurosis. ( I think I may have passed some on to my son already.)

In an attempt to save my children from the screaching banshee I turn into in the mornings, I am going to get up earlier.

(This is the much skinnier, with way bigger boobs version of  banshee Colleen.)

Will we still be rushed in the morning? Of course.  That’s life, but maybe I can make it a little easier.