Augh.

Some people are happy to have a break from their kids.  I'm good for like.. a day.  This is day six.  One more day to go.  Feels like a year.  How pathetic am I?  I'm in mommy purgatory.  Turns out that I hate peace & quiet.  

The baby is being really good, and yet I still need to pack her around pretty much 24/7.  It's like the parallel of colic.. I'm the whiny one who needs the attention, so she must sleep on my shoulder until the kids get home.  At least she's here, though.  Sweet smiley thing.

Carry on.  I could whine quite a bit more about it, but I think I've covered the gist.