Break out the crystal and paper bag, we are having guests

Tonight I entertained some friends after a long day of babysitting another friends 2 children as well as watching my own. I don't know why this was such a task but I'm going to lean towards the whole being pregnant thing and not having a brain about me. Now, here is where mommy hood and entertainment collide.

Before kids: The house would be very clean, food would have been well thought out, and the table would be magnificent.

After babysitting with 1/2 hour prep and my little ones still in tow: I overlook an army man and parachute on the floor, I didn't run the vacuum, and I made chicken noodles two nights in a row with anticipation of guests. Shall I continue? Brace yourself because this is the part where I turn into every woman's nightmare. I wholeheartedly and in all seriousness forgot to brush my hair and put on makeup (I did shower earlier thank you very much). I served the meal on the kids plastic tablecloth due to an oversight of clean table linens, and I know I kept "messing" with my nose since the pregnancy has left it bloody for weeks. GROSS! I feel so incredibly unglamorous. I can't describe how unglamorous this day has been.

Please send this blog to all of your friends who are engaged or thinking about having children. It is your duty as a good human being to let them know what may or may not become of them. If anyone wants me for questions I will be scraping the peanut butter off of my ponytail.