Every Tuesday schedule goes something like this:4:30 am Child #2 wakes up and starts to whimper in her crib
5:00 am No longer able to ignore her, I pick her up and feed her, hoping she'll go back to sleep
5:30 am Child #2 is happily playing on the floor, while I'm passed out, also on the floor
6:00 am Child #1 wakes up, full of life and energy
6-7:00 am Change diaper, visit the potty, change clothes, and entertain
7:00 am Feed breakfast
8:00 am Frantically pick up toys and organize before the cleaners arrive
9:00 am Arrive at women's bible study fellowship
9:10 am Plead, threaten, and bribe Child #1 to go to the children's class
9 - 11 am Mingle, socialize, and get into group discussion with the women at the bible study. Try to make intelligent conversations, and try NOT to make a grocery list while listening to others talk
11:10 am Pick up Child #1 from children's class. One of his classmates comes to greet me as well, then stares at me strangely. Whatever, kids stare. Not a big deal
11:30 am Rush home to nurse Child #2
12- 1 pm Prep and feed Child #1
1:00 pm Child #2 goes down for a nap
1:30 pm Clean up, briefly check emails
2:00 pm Child #1 goes down for a nap
2:05 pm Finally having a moment to myself, I arrive at my bathroom to brush teeth. Did I brush teeth this morning? Couldn't remember. Actually, did I even wash my face? Wasn't sure. WORD!! What's that on my face?*@! I had a pillow mark going from the top of my left cheek to the middle of my forehead! My face was indented with this menacing pillow mark, making me look like a disheveled Captain Hook, and I had no idea all day! I didn't think I slept long enough to even have a pillow mark. It was past 2 o'clock in the afternoon, and I still had the mark like a permanent scar!
That night, I made sure I cleansed, rinsed, hydrated, and moisturized my face. I guess beauty is fleeting but pillow marks and wrinkles are here to stay.
Sigh...
