is because I’m insane,
but also because after a very long day and crazy-busy week, (replete with nursing sessions, but also other non-baby commitments,) I couldn’t get myself to start ironing clothes for church tomorrow until 1 AM. And the clothes had to be ironed tonight or not at all, since we have 9 AM church and I wouldn’t have had time to do the ironing in the morning. I did think about sending the kids to church in wrinkled clothes, but couldn’t bring myself to try out a new mothering low on Easter Sunday. I guess I could have sent them in already-pressed Christmas dresses, but I didn’t think of that option until now.
Also, after meaning to do this for about 3 years, I finally painted with white paint over the dark green acrylic paint that Mabel got on the hand-smocked dress I made for her. The white paint blotches look marginally better than the green ones did. I just hope the dress fits Rose, because she has other things she could have worn, but they’re not ironed. So I hope I put all my eggs into the right basket.
I also hope the principle of resurrection helps moms of newborns get out of bed on Easter morning. I have a sore throat and every reason to stay home from church — except for a bunch of cute kids in lovely, (if outgrown,) ironed clothing.
At least we do our Easter baskets on Saturday, so I don’t still have that to think about.