(Monday, July 28th, 2:33 pm)

I’m having the worst birthday ever. I know — it’s not my birthday. It’s the monkey’s. But, it’s SUCKING for me, Gorgeouses!

The monkey is so overtired because she was up all night from the excitement of yesterday’s birthday party and the anticipation of her big day today. She’s already on to the second dress of the day because “I NEED A NEW DRESS, MOOOOOMMA!” Meanwhile, the dress she has on his positively GLAM!

My gosh, I feel so UNDERDRESSED next to my monkey. It’s insanity.

Anyway, they sang “Happy Birthday” to her during our Salsa class, and she screamed “NOOOOO! NOOOO!” — just to give you an idea of how fantastic this day’s been so far.

So, I figure the girl needs a nap this afternoon. I put the TV on — because when do we not LOVE TV? Apparently, TV is not our THANG on our birthday. No, our THANG is hanging onto MOOOMA, scratching MOOOOMA’s lip, choking her with “neck cuddles.”

And, then there’s the Rascal. He must be teething. He’s crying in his crib right now. SCREAMING. Because I can’t take it with the two of them.

MOTHER OF THE YEAR. Go ahead, naysayers, SUE ME! I’ve given up today. I’m giving myself permission to suck for a bit. And, you know what? Karma’s a byotch because I just made a GRAVE business mistake because I was JUST trying to juggle the two DEMANDING kids while responding to a VERY IMPORTANT email. A perfect illustration of how important it is to be PRESENT in everything you do. Multitasking just DOESN’T WORK when you’re a work-at-home mom.

Sighhh, I should listen to myself…. Sometimes, it’s just hard to hear over the whining and the screaming.

He’s stopped crying. And, she’s calm. Maybe we’ll play with her CARAZAY new doll house. Check this thing…. Have you SEEN this thing?

I hate letting Rascal cry. But, I’ve tried everything to settle him down this afternoon — at the expense of my business and my sanity.

Head is throbbing. Could cry. Sometimes it’s just too much….

…Which is why I bought myself this little crystal “goddess” totem that I’m supposed to just hold on to when I need to centre myself and tap into my “inner wisdom.” Like NOW. Yoga on the go….

Tonight we have a birthday party for the monkey. A family one replete with MANY MORE GIFTS with which to spoil our little monkey EVEN MORE….

She’s doing and getting everything she wants today. Like every day! But, it’s a little too much with the screaming Rascal and my lack of sleep. He was up thrice last night. THRICE!

Anyway, I just needed this little writing break. And, it’s as effective (if not more) as my little goddess totem. Thanks for listening. Back to SLAVERY partying…sigh….

(2:39pm)

Rascal is sound asleep.

Monkey and I are playing with this Groovy Girl now (she got it for her birthday from one of her little friends!):

Monkey’s decided to call her “Lizzie.” Does she even know a Lizzie? No. And, I’m feeling a lot calmer. Amazing — the power of the written word to cleanse, release, centre, restore…. I use this journal to reflect on my MOST personal, unbloggable stuff (apparently, I do have boundaries…!):

Isn’t it pretty? (Actually, it looks like arse in pictures. Much prettier — SPARKLES, of course — in person.) If you don’t write in a journal, Gorgeouses, you should really try it. It’s SO enriching and therapeutic.

Okay, back to mothering….

Wish me luck!

(2:43pm)

We’re having a cookie party.

Because MOMMA needs cookies…and because the birthday girl needs MORE TREATS today…ahem!

Happy Birthday, my crazy, cheaty little Love! I love you BEYOND. Like crazy. INFINITY….

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