I cracked it this morning and felt like I was going to have a spac attack or worse! I was hyperventalating (sp.) and hysterical. Nat was at work yet again (it seems like he lives there at the moment) and there one no one around to help me. Josh had covered the house in flour yet again for the 3rd time in 2 days and Drew had poohed through his nappy and clothes, I popped him in the shower with me (and then he shat himself again before I got to dress him, all over the Wiggles fold up couch.) Josh just wouldn't listen to me at all and has been a pest this morning and it took over 45 minutes to get him dressed. On top of all this, I got called into work but couldn't go as we had no one to look after the children and childcare was fully booked.
I took the kids out in the car to my sisters work to get her hairdryer (mine is dumb) and hit the shops with the kids. Not a smart idea but I didn't feel confident to be at home too long with them. I got some much needed lactose free milk for Drew and a few other odds and ends. Even managed to get the boys hair cut for our photo shoot with Katie. (Josh is an absolute pest to get his hair cut but the girls there could see I was struggling with him and suggested to hold a towel over his eyes so no hair would get near them. Worked a treat and I was so glad.)
Now... I just need to get the boys some white t-shirts in the right size, fit in a nap, cook dinner, go to a DT meeting, watch Grey's Anatomy (sp?) and who knows what else I have forgotten! In amongest all of that I need to get a comp. entry done and organise my commision scrapbooking/card making work to be sent off....
Ahhh, no wonder I am going crazy and thank goodness that Nat will be home in an hour and a bit.