The deadly three corners defining my week's boundaries so far: (1) Two year old with extremely drippy, snotty cold, (2) Husband with extra-schmoozeriffic work obligations, such that he has to be there early this week rather than stay home long enough for me to get a shower in peace in the a.m. (3) Computer out of commission due to massive and very sad loss of data and efforts to recover it (more on that later).
But! Today Iris put up with the Baby Bjorn for the first time ever—a relief for me as well as for Ingrid, who appreciates my ability to meet her many needs two-armed. Also, Iris slept for 3.5 hours in a row last night. This left me so well rested that I was able to spend the hour between 2 and 3 a.m. pondering all the bisphenol-A I must have ingested during each of my pregnancies. I think some of that chunk of sleep helped my patience level today, though.
So, could be worse. Must relinquish laptop for recovery efforts. More later.