Getting all cocky last week about how much I could do. About how well-adjusted my toddler was that I could draft patterns and volunteer time and be social. About how accomplished a multi-tasker I was that I could design websites and cook dinners and take showers.
I should have known better.
This week is shaping up to be far less productive.
This week I have a toddler who runs away (laughing) when it’s time for a diaper change. Today I have a child who needs my full attention every. single. minute. Right now I can’t multi-task to save my life. It’s raining and I’m sick and everything feels difficult.
And so goes the cycle of motherhood.
You’ll have to excuse me now, the baby is brushing the cat with a toothbrush and I guess I should intervene.