yesterday, I was getting ready to go to work. it was about 9:25. i normally leave around 9:40. husband is showering. it was at this time i remembered that the breast pump i had to take to work wasn’t washed, and there was no bottle ready for Evan to eat that afternoon…there was also no lunch packed…where had my morning gone?

i feverishly washed what i needed, got out a bottle, explained to husband what needed to be done with the bottle in order to feed it to our son, grabbed lunch (still in the restaurant container), put it in a target sack, threw in my belt and my sister’s book she let me borrow and ran out the door.

i get to work – on time…but barely, start to take my lunch out of the target sack and realize everything in there is wet. alfredo everywhere…in the sack, on my belt, and soaking my sister’s book.

the best part…wait for it…the book is titled “mommies who drink.” now that’s poetic…