Wednesday, November 26, 2008

Always Behind

In about 40 minutes, we'll be heading out of town for a Thanksgiving extravaganza of family, fun, and food.

And I am running around like the proverbial chicken without a head. Why is it that the second you become a mother, you give up your ability to be ready, to arrive anywhere in a timely fashion? Pre-James, I was one of those people who was perpetually 10-15 minutes early. Organized. Ready to go. And now? Not so much.

Of course, it doesn't seem to have affected Ben any. Could this perhaps be because somehow the entire brunt of getting James ready and packing for him always falls to me?

Ah, well. I'm incredibly thankful for 'em, regardless of how late they make me. =)


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