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I hear a thump and am jolted awake. As I lay in bed, eyes adjusting to the dark of a pre-dawn morning, I slowly try to process what it was that I heard.

Of course, it was a cat. But moments later, I realize that the baby’s sound machine is still on and if I don’t turn it off, it’ll wake him up before he’s ready. Minutes after that, as I’ve settled back into bed and deep into my pillow, the youngest girl walks into the hall to stand by the bathroom door, crying and moaning until I turn on the light and open the door for her (both things that she is fully capable of doing at any other time of the day).

Again, I get comfortable, but it’s too late. I’ve been awake for five whole minutes and that is 4 minutes and 39 seconds too long. Though my body is saying “No, it’s too early! One more hour of sleep! This is ridiculous!”, my brain is saying “oh, but there are SO MANY things to think about.”

Things like:

What is happening with his teeth? What is the dentist going to say when we go in January?! Is she going to yell at me and say that now it’s too late, they’ll be like that forever?! Should I call and try to get him in faster? But they never have appointments, might as well wait until January. And good lord, it’s too expensive anyway. We can’t afford an extra appointment right now. But she’s not going to be happy. But we brush them!

And

Why does it have to be like this every December? Don’t people understand what it’s like to try to visit everyone in one month’s time with four really young children who all get car sick and have to have potty breaks and can only eat at certain places because of the gluten free restrictions? Why are they treating me like this??

And

Ohmygod if that cat knocks the tree over I don’t know what I’m going to do. Take all the ornaments off of it? He’s already knocked most of them off anyway. He’d better not chew up Henry’s 1st Christmas dinosaur ornament. I swear to god, that cat. I’m going to strangle him. What is that noise?? Is he up in it again??

And finally

What the hell time is it? If I look at my phone to see what godawful time it is, I’m going to see that I have new emails and twitter notifications and feel the need to look at them because I can’t go back to sleep ANYWAY. 5:34?! For f@$&’s sake.

 

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