I only got so much to give

Today started off awesome.  Up, showered, and dressed with mousse in my hair and even make up on my face before the kids even woke up.  We were up early so instead of the usual cereal and fruit, I made eggs, bacon, and waffles.  The kids were ecstatic!  Yeah Mommy!!! 

I followed that up with some stellar, no nonsense parenting.  The kids were climbing on the roof of the Little Tikes playhouse in our playroom and using it as a slide, leaping off the edge without abandon into the air.  I told them to stop. They did not.  I said if they didn't stop I would get rid of the house.  They did not stop.  I snapped a pic and posted it on Facebook and within 30 seconds I sold it.  BOOM!! FOLLOW THROUGH!!! 2 points to Mom and with $60 coming my way!  Within the hour it was out of our house and the check in my pocket. I was winning!!!!  Mom of the year. 

Then it was time to take Grace to a services meeting at Henry's school. She rocked it, of course.  Though in truth getting a speech pathologist to query a kid with sensory/anxiety issues is about like seeing a golf pro for your toothache.  It was afterwards that everything began to unravel. 

Grace had sat still and answered questions wonderfully for an hour. So she was antsy after the meeting.  She started off into the parking lot without me.  I started to run after her, but apparently, you actually need to move your feet not just your body.  I fell Nestea plunge style  off the curb and onto the pavement.  I bloodied both my knees and banged my elbow.  All day long my knees, arms, back and neck have been killing me.  But there was no time to lick my wounds in the school parking lot, I had to feed Grace lunch and get the girls ready for gymnastics.  I dug into my pocket for my keys only to realize the check my buddy had written for playhouse was gone.  If had it less than an hour.  Classic. 

Hallelujah gymnastics was uneventful.

 I dropped the girls off at home and then took Charlie for his well child visit. He's grown 4 inches and gained 8 lbs in the past 6 months.  

But of course during his visit I got a call from my friend Lisa and I knew.  I'd forgotten to remind Sloan to go to bus stop to pick up her special needs son so now he was riding the bus back to school.  Oh, and to make matters worse?  The child we forgot to pick up was just adopted a year ago.  So let's add abandonment and attachment issues to that.  Worst babysitting friends ever.  (Side note: he LOVED the extra time on the bus and the special time playing cars back at the school until his Mom picked him up.  Also, she is the greatest friend ever because she wasn't even mad at me.)

Oh, AND I was late picking up Henry from his Lego after school class because Charlie's well visit ran long.  

After I fetched Henry, I dashed home to get Sloan and the girls to head out to dinner.  Clearly tonight was made for the resteraunt gift cards Santa left in my stocking.  And because there wasn't a part of my body not in pain, I asked Sloan to snag me some Motrin to take at the resteraunt.  Which of course I forgot to take until we got home. So I'm still in pain.  

But I did learn something today.  I only have so much smart momma bandwith.  And to waste it all on 3D mascara and scrambled eggs is just plain dumb.  So it'll be back to Cheerios tomorrow.