The girls just left for school--my mom is taking them a couple of mornings this week to give me a break. Mike went back to work (after staying up until after 3 in the morning working on work). Leo gave me, oh, a little sleep--probably about 6 hours but non-contiguous and with a big fat break around 3:30 in the morning. Still, though, better than the night before. A little bit at the beginning/a little more later on.
This morning was a total blur. Girls up and out of the house, fed, lunched, dressed. At least it's supposed to be 65 today and they didn't have to be completely bundled up to go. And I put Leo in the sling and cleaned the kitchen and living room while they got ready. The living room is what bugs me--if it's clean, I can handle the day better. That and the kitchen sink. I didn't polish it, but it's empty and clean (yes, I polish my sink--weird, considering the general state of the rest of my house--I just like knowing the sink is very, very clean).
He's asleep on my chest in the sling. I'm going to go sit in the rocking chair in the living room, eat breakfast, and snooze.