Today was kind of a cluster, but we got through it ok!

Tatum had probably the worst drop-off at school yet and I felt horrible walking out the door while her teacher held her back kicking and screaming bloody murder. I know the second she can't see me she's fine, in fact she never wants to leave in the evenings, but the "ripping off the bandaid" in the morning still really sucks. I just don't understand how to make it better?!?

Then after I got back Wyatt had a good feeding followed immediately by over 30 minutes of violent hiccuping that wasn't fixed by gripe water (love that stuff btw), and then immediately following THAT one of the worst, most epic, exorcism-style spit/up barfs I've ever seen. I swear it came out his tear ducts along with his mouth AND nose. 😳🤦‍♂️

*sigh* Not my best Mommy Day ever.

Wyatt and I met Amber, Finley, and Sadie out for lunch at Chic-fil-a and let me tell you something. I've discovered the secret lair of the Stay at Home Mom. For real, there must be some kind of coven meeting there every day at lunchtime. It was several levels of insanity. I thought the drive-thru was bad, but it pales in comparison. Crazy town. I feel like maybe to make SAHM friends all I need to do is go trolling at Chic-fil-a like I'm trying to pick up chicks or something. See what I did there? I can tell you're impressed by my wittiness.

Afternoon wasn't so bad except Wyatt wasn't super interested in napping and I was. He mostly got his way so I'm hoping he sleeps with a little less grunting tonight. 😬

Off to bed, goodnight all!