Ouch

8:00 AM - Woken up by Jane poking and prodding me after a rough night with her sleeping in my bed. Surprised to find myself using only about a foot of a king size bed to sleep while Princess Jane took the rest.

8:30 - 9:30 AM - Breakfast with Special Education teacher and scramble to get ready for swimming lessons

10:00 - 10:45 AM - Swimming lessons with Josh at the YMCA. Found out that swimming after a 4-year-old for half an hour and treading water can be good exercise

11:00 AM - Hastily gobbled McDonald's lunch while driving home to get Josh on the bus on time.

11:30 AM - Got Josh on the bus and did a little yard work before Jane began having digestive distress. We'll just leave it at that.

12:00 PM - Quick shower, catch breath, get ready to go to Jane's two-year check up. Yup, only three months after she turned two.

1:45 - 2:45 PM - Doctors appointment in which Jane is the one being poked and prodded now. No smug satisfaction felt by her mother, a true sign of her magnanimous character. Two lead tests, one blood test and three shots later a tired, bandaged little girl and her mother leave the office with advice to go get some Miralax and iron drops. Poor child is anemic and always constipated.

2:45 - 3:15 PM - Drive home in which little baby girl conks out fast asleep and is transferred to crib. Mommy grabs a quick snack and then goes outside to work in the yard and wait for Josh to get off the bus.

3:30 - 4:25 PM - Raking, pulling weeds, pine cone, dead leaf and stick removal.

4:30 PM - Another quick break before an early dinner at...

5:00 PM - followed by a lovely chat with my little sister and then waking up poor tired baby and feeding her in the car on the way to a youth activity.

7:00 PM - 8:15 PM - Youth activity where DVD to distract small children failed to play and 12 and 13-year-old girls brought new meaning to the word vivacious.

8:45 PM - Finally washed the remaining chlorine off my son and bathed his little sister who refused to miss out on the fun. Had the following discussion.

Josh: "We don't poop in the bath."
Mom: "That's right honey, we don't poop in the bath."
Josh: "Or Mommy will yell."
Mom: (laughter) "Yes Josh. That's exactly what happened last time."

9:00 PM Both children dried, covered in lotion, dressed in jammies, prayers said, and tucked in bed.

Now: So tired it hurts.