Also, peacockharpy explains that contrary to popular belief, parenthood does not decrease your intelligence, but it certainly messes up your ability to concentrate, which pretty well sums up my life right now. I have a backlog of unanswered e-mails, screencaps begging to be made into icons, essays on a variety of topics I consider important, and, oh yeah, housework. Plus I want to post an an update on what's happening with my novel (the short form being: don't hold your breath) and some thinking-out-loud about what I ought to do next (the present answer being: I don't know, because I CANNOT CONCENTRATE, except when I am lying in bed, which means that I CANNOT SLEEP so I have resolved not to do that if I can help it because I'm sleep-deprived enough as it is). The only reason I can write even this much at the moment is that I am typing with one hand while holding the baby with the other.
If I manage to organize things really well this morning and the baby cooperates, I may be able to have a shower. And maybe even give the bathrooms a quick wipe-down. But right now the older two are agitating for their breakfast, so away I go.