What a lot of people fail to understand is that being a working mom does NOT mean that you are not still a full time mom. I am so overwhelmed by this week that I want to collapse into bed and not get up for a month...unfortunately, that's not an option, because after working 10 hours yesterday, getting up at 5 this morning, going to work, leaving early to go to a doctor's appointment for the baby, and coming home to do all the dishes, I have to go get Tanner. Then I have to run him down to Saugatuck so that my parents can watch him while we go to a meeting at the elementary school tonight. Then I get to come home and send a couple more emails, do laundry, and pay bills. I guess I need to seriously count my blessings, because I am teh grumples. Yes, teh grumples. And I'm tired. Very, very tired. Break will come in approximately 9 weeks. Oh wait. That's when the baby comes. Piss, moan, piss, moan. If there was ever a worse time to not be able to drink copious amounts of hard liquor, it would be this week and the next few upcoming...