pity party

When I'm just going about my life I always think of things I want to write on here. But when I'm actually sitting here on the computer I can't remember any of them. So I will just ramble. I'm tired because last night was one of those nights where Maggie woke up at 3am and started crying. She does that sometimes and I still haven't figured out why. I had this theory it was caffeine getting in the milk from all the Diet Cokes I drink, but I didn't actually have any yesterday...so I don't know. To make matter worse I couldn't go back to sleep last afterwards and was awake until almost the morning. Doesn't help that it was a busy day at work today, too.

So after I get home tonight I was trying to make a soup for dinner. We had fish sticks the last 2 days so I wanted to cook something real today. So then I was had to figure out how to simultaneously cook dinner, feed Maggie, and give her a bath. About 5 minutes after she finished her bath she needed a diaper change again, so I put the changing pad on the floor and started to change her. But she really, really wanted to roll over and crawl off the changing pad, so I'm struggling with keeping her on there as she starts crying and yelling. She gets louder and louder while I'm trying to wipe all the poop off her butt so she doesn't get it all over the place every she manages to escape a little bit, and then the stupid timer in the kitchen decides to go off at the same time. Aaagggh. By the time I was done with the diaper change Maggie was completely pissed off and screaming. Then I go into the kitchen and turn off the timer and put Maggie down and check the chicken I was baking (to put in the soup) and then the chicken juices start spilling all over the place because there was a hole in the foil as Maggie starts crying AGAIN even louder from being put down. Aaaaaagh!

Anyway so now Maggie's in bed and so I'm here having wine and cheese. Ha.