Oh WOW, what a day!! Thank goodness Steve is now home and Alexa is off to soccer camp. So this was my morning. Make breakfast for the girls, nothing special, some pancakes with whipped cream. Both Alexa and Aleyah's favorite. I must mention that today was frozen pancakes, I know, just didn't have time to do the Just Add Water ones. lol! So the girls are fed and I get myself an egg and a corn tortilla. Sometimes I want toast, sometimes corn tortilla. After breakfast I get myself geared up and psyched to get on my treadmill. I tell Alexa to keep an eye on Aleyah while I do this one thing. I start off with a decent pace and feel super proud that I am making the effort. Five minutes or so go by and I hear, "MOMMY!" I block it out and hope that they just work it out. No such luck, I eventually hear crying and think, Really? I trot upstairs and Alexa meets me at the top, "I didn't do anything." I settle things down and hop back on. Another ten minutes go by and I hear another ruckus, Seriously? Trot back up the stairs, "What in the world is going on?" I ask rather animated. Alexa explains that Aleyah this and Aleyah that. I tell Alexa, "You don't need to entertain her, just make sure that she doesn't burn the house down." Get back on the treadmill and start thinking about how this is all going down. My brain is telling me I should just not even do the treadmill but my legs and a bit of my stubbornness keep me pressing on. I have this argument with myself as sweat begins to drench my shirt, well this is a good sign. All I want to do is finish two miles. That is my goal for the day. Suddenly I hear screaming combined with crying. I slammed my hand down to shut off the treadmill and ran upstairs, grabbed Aleyah out of Alexa's arms while Alexa again explains that she didn't do anything, (which is kinda true and kinda not). I bring Aleyah down to the family room set her on the couch, turned the TV on and set up the baby gate. I will finish these two miles. I get going again and try to block out Aleyah's little sobs. Eventually she stops and just watches me as I huff and puff, arms pumping a little more than usual. "Mommy, shinte." Again, "Mommy, shinte." Shinte means potty. Yes, I had her barricaded and she couldn't go relieve herself so for the upteenth time I turn off the treadmill and tended to her urgent request and thought, 'what is up with this day already?' Got back on the treadmill and heard Aleyah repeat over and over "Mommy, Alexa be nice." For one whole mile, "Mommy, Alexa be nice." I put the pieces together and realize that Alexa was trying to do her best to keep Aleyah upstairs so that she wouldn't bother me and in the process Aleyah falls and that is what the whole screaming thing was about. You're either exhausted hearing about my morning, or laughing at my initiation to Parent Of Two. The good news is, I finished those two miles. Woo Hoo!! I can be so stubborn sometimes.

Anyways, that was my morning. The rest of the day was similar but not as bad. I'm dead tired. I just might get on that treadmill again today, just for pure stress relief. Then again, I could always write it down. haha! Who am I kidding? My hubby just got home. I wonder if his day was any better. :)