Last weekend was a doozie.
Friday morn, we headed up to Atlanta. All was fine and it had been the usual discombobulated Lauren - shoving extra things into bags as we threw them in the car to take off.
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| for my friends who read my blog...this is the back of my car with Robert the Stroller loaded. Not sure how we will fit 2 pack n plays + luggage here in a few weeks! HA! |
I had packed Robert {Double Bob's name - who I have yet to properly introduce you to}, had all of my jewelry for a few Trunk Shows and both of the kids were ready to go. We were a bit delayed but I had put in a time cushion, so we were golden.
We hit the road and are moving. AM always says, "Brother Bear are you buckled? Mommy are you buckled? Anne Mah-gwet's buckled" as we pull out of the driveway. If there is a passenger riding, she will also ask them if they are buckled. Then we always pray for our travel and are off!!
We hit a bunch of traffic and that stressed me out because it was 1 PM in the afternoon and because I had planned Brother Bear's schedule around a seamless drvie to Atlanta. I rerouted, found and AMAZING few side streets that will be good to remember for future traffic jams and then the sweetest voice from the backseat piped up and she said it.....
"Mommy, I have to go potty."
After hefty promises of sugary rewards if she just could hold it a second later, we made it to Chick-Fil-A. AM was dry but Brother was in meltdown mode. I had to carry both of them in - one on each hip and some how manage for all three of us to potty. It wasn't graceful, but we managed.
Everyone in the restaurant either commented with, "Wow! You sure do have your hands full," "You look like you could use a hand," or "Your children are so beautiful!" I agree with the third statement, but the ones who mentioned that I could use a hand or that my hands were too full, I wanted to ask them if they have ever seen a Mom of two kids before. How about three?? How about FOUR!?! My hands were full and if CT3 was there, he would have been helping me, but some how all of there comments made me feel a bit inadequate.
Anyway, we made it back to the car, I nursed CT4, AM ate and we were on our merry way.
They did fine the rest of the way in until AM mentioned she had to potty again - badly. It then dawned on me that she had drank and entire sippie cup of apple juice right before we left. Then I refilled it with lemonade and then she drank a milk with her lunch. Oops.
Baby girl did her best to make it to Atlanta, but I wasn't willing to stop in the hood and we were too close by then for me to want to pull out both and run in. This resulted in me having to clean out the carseat - which then gave me the bright idea to wash my whole car. Then Friday night happened.
In short, Friday night was a bit hectic. I had a Trunk Show and CT3 called me to ask if his wallet was in my purse. He had an endoscopy the day before and threw everything in there when he went back for the procedure. Both of us had forgotten and now CT3 was 2+ hours from me without money, his wallet and his gas tank was on empty.
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| CT3 scratched his back, pulled the node thing off and flat lined! We got the biggest kick out of it - but only because it wasn't for real and was an accident! |
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| I love my job!! |
He just wanted to ignore it for the weekend but I insisted that he at least have enough cash to put gas in his car. Heaven forbid there was an accident or something, he at least needed to be able to drive. I texted Lauren {who now thinks I am the most unorganized and crazy person on the planet} and begged her to take CT3 a weekend allowance.
Because she loves me in all of my shortcomings, she had sweet Eddie deliver CT3 some cash. They even took him to dinner so he wouldn't be broke, stranded, poor and lonely.
Now that CT3 was cared for, I went on about the Trunk Show and then headed home. It was raining and the roads were a bit messy. I went around a curve near the exit and a car had spun out, hit the guard rail and was in the middle of the road. You couldn't see it around the bend and it was black with its lights out and I slammed on my brakes. Anti-lock brakes kicked in I guess and my car shuddered to a stop. I released my foot from the pedal, loosened my death grip on the wheel, checked my rear view mirrors for cars behind me coming to a skidding halt and I slowly proceeded around. It didn't look like anyone was injured and there were a few people milling about and I didn't want to stop being alone, so I called 911.
No one had called it in yet so I gave them the details and they had units in route....Speaking of details, I told them 285 West when I was really going 285 East. I described where I was though and I realized my error as I hung up. I prayed that the dispatcher would know the area better than me apparently and have at least blue flashing lights on scene soon to slow people down.
I was a bit shaken up when I got home but happy to be safe and out of the rain. AM was up like a wild child and it was almost midnight. She hadn't napped that day as she was too excited to see GiGi and G-Diddy.
I wont go into details, but when AM doesn't nap, she then doesn't sleep at night. Think overly tired, emotional 2.5 year old. She wailed for half the night and the other half of the night CT4 screamed. He is either teething or has a cold and whichever it is, I wish it would go. Between the two of them, I was up til 6 AM.
I had packed Robert so that we could go on a walk at Stone Mountain and I had full intentions of cleaning my car Saturday.
Instead, I sent an early morning text to Mom who was downstairs asking her to come get the kids so I could sleep. I slept in while they took care of both kids and then Mom took to washing my car. She is the best. Washed, waxed, detailed and vacuumed and ole Hattie is good as new!!!
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| Hattie the Highlander getting a bath |
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| Dad collects treasures on his walks. He claims that the days after hard rains are the best. HAHAH! |
I was exhausted from the night before, but managed to make it through the day. That night I had another Trunk Show and lets just say it was a bit interesting. My host was super sweet and lots of fun, but it just wasn't my traditional in home or in an office show. I was a bit anxious about how it would all play out but in the end it wasn't huge, but was fine.
Saturday night we all slept a bit better and then were up early Sunday to head back for a friends baptism. Long story short, the flood gates of heaven opened and it was like we were driving through a lake. I had to go so slow that it took us longer to get there and we were thisclose to not making it. The service started at 10:30 and we pulled in at 10:32.
I threw both kids over my shoulder, ran in and plopped down in the service just as my little friends face popped up on the screen to share her testimony and about her decision. I took a few deep breaths just trying to calm myself and regain the frazzled-ness I felt.
After Callie was baptized, I slipped out and took my kids to the nursery and then found CT3 in the church for service. I was a bit damp from the rain and just overwhelmed at the crazy weekend.
All of the sudden I got a text that said, "Congrats!! You did it and are now a Senior Stylist!"
WHAAAAT?!
I have been working SO hard to try to promote and it finally paid off! I wanted to check everything in my system, but obviously in church I couldn't do that! I took a few deep breaths and smiled inside.
Church ended and I went to get the kids. I realized I never changed them. Thinking all would be fine, I handed CT4 to CT3 and I grabbed AM. Her dress was SOAKED. Apparently, she was having too much fun to tell them she needed to go to the potty and or be changed. We handled that but again, it threw me for a loop and my stress level was a bit back up.
We prayed for Callie, took a few pictures and headed off to lunch with them. Finally I relaxed.
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| How cute is my little Brother Bear!? Love that face and his snuggles! |
It had been a CRAZY weekend and I sure was looking forward to getting home, but finally I could let my hair down and breathe.
All of that to say, the weekend was crazy and this has been one of my busiest weeks in a LONG, LONG time. Think soccer training, church events, helping friends, babysitting, cleaning, hosting book club, ants in AM's room, running, baking, AM's last day of gymnastics and starting swimming, and just everyday life - to name a few! No doubt I will sleep well this weekend but til then, I will just enjoy the ride!!!
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| Been doing this KILLER hill on my runs. Still trying to get the ole bod in beach shape, but it may or may not happen. At least I am out there though! |
P.S. Did I mention our AC is not working?? HAHAHAHA!
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| So handsome! |
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| She dresses herself and I roll with it! I love her crazy style and one day will look back on these mismatched days with the fondest of memories. |






























































