Well, there was the one cab ride, the $300 in extra keys and security systems for the car after I locked Matilda inside it, the $1300 in additional repairs of leaky valves and bald tires the car turned out to also need when I brought it in for the keys, and whatever the bill will be for the 911 service call to open the car and rescue Matilda, because my AAA-like service is through my auto insurance rather than AAA and all the info, including the unlisted 800 number, was in my purse, which was also locked in the car, so it was 911 or nothing.

Also, I dropped my phone in the (full of soapy water) kitchen sink this morning, and left the breast pump in Matilda's stroller at her day care.

Oh, and JZ, do you know Ask Moxie? Very apropos, today's topic: [link]

Also, when I am exceptionally exhausted, I reread this post, because I know somebody understands. I have been exactly here myself: [link]

Oh, JZ. {{{Love}}} I am so sorry, bebe.

You should totally get a do-over.

sj, she had lengthened her sleep cycle out a bit last month, but since daycare started she's back to every 3 hours (not 3 hours of sleep at a time, but waking every 3 hours for half an hour of feeding, changing and soothing back to sleep, then rinse and repeat exactly 3 hours after the previous wake-up).

Oh, honey, you can cry on my bosom. Dang, I would be so panicked if I locked my baby in the car. Luckily I don't drive. (Although I have accidentally neglected to fasten the staps on the carseat for the entire ride home from the mall.)

{{{JZ}}} I have no idea what else to say, so I will just give more hugs.

Let me just point out that this part:

the $1300 in additional repairs of leaky valves and bald tires the car turned out to also need when I brought it in for the keys

Not a bit your fault. Unless you're the kind of person who won't go to the doctor because of that one time Aunt Erma went in for a cold and found out she had cancer and DIED.

JZ, I just discovered I get Monday off. (yes, I am a little slow about these things sometimes). Want me to do some swooping, and/or maybe take you out to lunch?

Not a bit your fault. Unless you're the kind of person who won't go to the doctor because of that one time Aunt Erma went in for a cold and found out she had cancer and DIED.

Seconded.

And really, when you're sleep deprived, you can't think the same. You just can't. I remember finally getting a week's worth of sufficient sleep when the babies got of an age, and being flabbergasted by how much more with it I was.

Do you and Hec split the night time feedings, at all?

((((JZ)))) I have no idea what that must be like with a baby, but have, from time to time been so stressed with life goings on that I have done some truly stupid, stupid things, and I don't even have the reason of night time feedings.