Let this serve as your formal invitation to my pity party.
Of course the babies did not read my sticky note about sleeping through the night. For some reason today I have reached my tipping point. My nerves are rattled, I am sure that at any moment I will fall down with a stroke or nervous breakdown, maybe a heart attack or gout, whatever. Am I fired as a Mom if I admit that I opened a bottle of wine at 3:30 in the afternoon? I don't plan on drinking the whole thing......
I am too tired to quote the Rolling Stones "Mother's Little Helpers" but I will let you know that I ranked it a 5 out of 5 on my iPod.
I fully admit the twins are watching Barney - IN FRONT OF THE TV, FULL VIEW I MIGHT ADD - so I have time to unload the dishwasher and get dinner ready.
Bad! Bad technology!
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