Is it getting any better?

Today, I put 26 bibs in the wash. 26 bibs and 13 burp cloths. But I think its getting better. Squirrel is still spitting up enormous amounts, but in the past 2 1/2 days, she had 5 feedings where she didn't spit up at all. That is a huge change. I just have to keep this in mind whenever she goes on a "empty the stomach" spree.

Yesterday, I had to get out of the house. I was all set to cook dinner. My DH said he washed the dishes for me and everything in the kitchen was ready for me to cook dinner. Happily, I walked into the kitchen to discover the countertops FULL of dirty dishes. Apparently, the only dishes in the house that needed washing were the ones in the sink. I asked him why he didn't wash the others and he came up with the perfect reply. The dishwasher was full.

I was astounded. So I washed all the dishes he left behind, only to notice at the end, I was standing in a puddle. So now I have to fix (or have fixed) a leak in the pipes under the sink. This makes the second leak in our house because we have a roof leak that has not been fixed yet. I had a roofer come out and he told me that he could see no area that could be leaking. SO... he has to pull up a section of the roof and go from there. Nice.

Needless to say, I decided I had enough and did not cook dinner last night. I just put away the meat and left the house on a mission to save my sanity. McDonald's and Taco Bell may not be healthy food, but sometimes you have to sacrifice one thing to save another.

Monkey also came home with a new toy yesterday. Bought with her own money. I still have to question DH's decision to let her buy a toy this close to her birthday. I guess though, since it was her money, its not really a problem. The problem is, like almost all toys, this thing has an annoying noisemaker attached. Its one of those masks with the voice distortion mic on it. Now I know little kids love noisy toys, but I am having a hard time listening to Squirrel crying and Monkey talking loudly into this thing all the time.

All this may not seem related, but I can assure you that to a mother (especially with a newborn), these things add up. Sometimes you just have to get out of a situation (even for 20 minutes) before you go crazy.

PS... I haven't even touched the work in the bathroom in a week now. Maybe I can do some of it this weekend. Laboring over Labor Day (never heard that one before, right?).