We got back from Denver last night, later than expected, with one crabby baby and way too much luggage. One of the most annoying things about traveling with a toddler (besides the brusing on your legs from getting stomped on the entire flight) are the people that come up to you with their double strollers and say, “Just wait until you have two.” Why? Just because I have one screaming kid I should thank my lucky stars that I don’t have another? Does it make the throbbing in my head any less painful because I only have one set of little hands poking at my eyes and ears and nose and pulling out my hairclip and dancing all over my lap?! My pain is just as real as yours, even if I’m only pushing one umbrella stroller through a foreign airport waiting for my late flight, damnit.
OK, so I’m a little, teeny, tiny bit grumpy today. Bet you couldn’t tell.
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I’m out of town at a conference for work and MY GOD I’m tired. So tired. So very, very tired. Instead of being smart and going to bed early in my clean, expensive hotel room, I stayed out waaaay too late. And now I’m sitting in a meeting about to die. Just die. But I have to pretend I’m not because everyone else is waaaay tired too, but they look like they’re fresh from a weekend at the spa. How do they do that? I look like I was just hit by a mack truck!
And in a few hours I have to go get my daughter and baby from the airport, so, really, my opportunity for sleep has passed.
Jetlag, Part 2
/0 Comments/in Grumples, Lucy /by MeganWe got back from Denver last night, later than expected, with one crabby baby and way too much luggage. One of the most annoying things about traveling with a toddler (besides the brusing on your legs from getting stomped on the entire flight) are the people that come up to you with their double strollers and say, “Just wait until you have two.” Why? Just because I have one screaming kid I should thank my lucky stars that I don’t have another? Does it make the throbbing in my head any less painful because I only have one set of little hands poking at my eyes and ears and nose and pulling out my hairclip and dancing all over my lap?! My pain is just as real as yours, even if I’m only pushing one umbrella stroller through a foreign airport waiting for my late flight, damnit.
OK, so I’m a little, teeny, tiny bit grumpy today. Bet you couldn’t tell.
Jetlag
/1 Comment/in Blond, World /by MeganI’m out of town at a conference for work and MY GOD I’m tired. So tired. So very, very tired. Instead of being smart and going to bed early in my clean, expensive hotel room, I stayed out waaaay too late. And now I’m sitting in a meeting about to die. Just die. But I have to pretend I’m not because everyone else is waaaay tired too, but they look like they’re fresh from a weekend at the spa. How do they do that? I look like I was just hit by a mack truck!
And in a few hours I have to go get my daughter and baby from the airport, so, really, my opportunity for sleep has passed.
Stupid. Stupid. Stupid. And so very, very tired.
Babysitting
/0 Comments/in Family, Lucy, Photos /by MeganThree 6-year-olds plus one 15-month-old plus one 25-but-actually-about-10-year-old equals possibly insanity! Luckily, I love them all.