Busy Day

I would not call myself a neat-freak, but I definitely like to have a clean and orderly house. Since Allison was born, I rarely get to clean the way I would like to. Yesterday I was determined to get our apartment sparkling clean. Unfortunately I was only able to get the master bathroom clean and the laundry done. That does not sound like a lot when you look at my list of things to do including the guest bathroom, vacuuming, dusting, mopping the kitchen floor, Emily's room and so on. Every time I got on a roll, Allison would wake up or it was time to feed Emily, or the phone would ring. By the time I had finished those two tasks, it was time to start dinner. I thought maybe I could get more done when Dave got home, but he called around 4:30 to tell me he had to make a delivery run and he would probably be home around 7. Well, at around 7 I got a call saying they had just got to the drop-off sight and he was going to be late. He did not get home until after 9. Dave usually has to close once a week and he gets home after Emily's is in bed. I am fine with that, once a week, when I can prepare for it. I usually have an easy-to-prepare dinner for that night and I know I will have to put Emily to bed by myself. But when I am not prepared for Dave coming home late, it throws me off course. I end up having to neglect something or someone and it is extremely hard. Allison or Emily might have to wait a while to eat and then they get fussy or I might not get to start on dinner for myself until after Emily is in bed. It is very frustrating as last night was. I was completely worn out from cleaning and running around after the kids. I know Dave is an incredibly hard worker and he doesn't come home late on purpose. I just don't know how to handle the random late nights.
Today has been a bit more mellow. Dave has to close tonight which is hard because he got home late last night. He has not seen Emily since Sunday and he probably won't see her until he comes home tomorrow night. I am prepared for him coming home late tonight. I still need to get some cleaning done, but I know not to expect too much. I know Emily and Allison are much more important than cleaning.
Today my pregnant friend Amy is finding out the sex of her baby. I can't wait to hear what she will be having and I wish so much that I could be there with her. She was such a good friend to me when I was pregnant (and even when I wasn't) and I wish that I could return the favor. Amy, I miss you and it was great talking with you last night.