Today kind of sucked.

- Matthew didn’t wake up until 9:30AM. This is after an explosive diaper at 1:30AM, which kept all of us up for about an hour, and some of us up longer than most. I actually had to go in and wake him up.

- After I got him dressed, he puked up water and some remnants of dinner from the night before. He and I have worn more outfits today than is remotely appropriate.

- He then napped from about 11:15AM until 1PM. Ate some grapes and a banana. Drank some more water, had a few sips of apple juice.

- Then he had an explosive poop at the laundromat. Thank goodness there wasn’t anyone else there! I forgot wipes, so had to wet rough paper towels and change his diaper on the spot.

- Then while we waited for the wash loads to finish (this week we had my two loads, Josh’s two loads, M’s load, and all of our towels and sheets), we headed to Whole Foods so we could pick up more diapers (size 6 now! *SOB*). This is around 3pm. He falls asleep again, after eating a banana.

- He stays asleep from 4:15ish on, we came home while the clothes were drying. M falls in and out of sleep while we do a video chat with Josh’s parents. We decide at 5pm to put him to bed. Josh wrangles the cranky and sobbing boy while I get a fresh sheet onto his crib mattress.

- I return to the laundromat to fetch all of our clothes. I’m there for about an hour or so because none of my clothes are dry.

- I finally return home, M by this point has woken up and melted down. I get some Pedialyte for him (no milk today - see explosive poop) and he drinks it. Then because of his cold he coughs so hard that he triggers a puke, all over me and him. Change him.

- Josh wrangles M down to sleep again, poor schmoo. Then he goes to fold his laundry (I don’t fold his laundry because he is Particular) and says, “Where are my light colored clothes?” Oh, they would be still at the fucking laundromat because I FORGOT TO MOVE THEM TO THE DRYER. So he went back there while I made dinner, chicken parmagiana, to retrieve them from the washer and put them in the dryer.

- Meanwhile, I am sicker than I have been in a long time. I can’t breathe clearly through my nose, which is a freakin’ faucet. My throat is killing me and sneezing doesn’t help. I wanted to get a pair of shoes at Target today and something disagreed with me in the shoe section, because I sneezed (I counted) 15 times. The last time I sneezed I dislodged one of my contacts so I had to futz with my eyeball in the middle of the shoe aisle.

- Pettiest: i can’t smell a damned thing. I ate Swedish meatballs at IKEA today and I couldn’t smell them - I’ve been looking forward to these meatballs for ages! I had no idea how closely tied together my sense of taste was with my smell until today, because I couldn’t taste them at all. Josh says the chicken parm turned out really great, but damned if I could tell, it all tasted like cardboard to me. Bah.

I hereby request a weekend from my weekend.