Case in point. In 2 hours of being on my own, Cora cried without ceasing on the drive home from the airport, while Jack screamed "Go back and pick up Grammy" and then wet his pants and carseat. Once home, he has since pooped twice in the potty (a good thing) which as a new and novel thing kept me by his side while Cora continued to cry. On the positive side, I did feed all of us and Cora is now asleep and Jack hopefully is falling asleep.
As with most things, I think if you can prepare well for a job/task/goal, then you can probably knock it out of the park. The thing with motherhood is that you always seem to be working in subprime conditions. I'm now going on two weeks of sleeping in 1.5 - 2.5 hour chunks, so I'd have to say I'm not at optimal performance levels. I also got slammed with some mastitis and a double dose of pink eye, so again, not optimal.
|Post afternoon naps|
(P.S. Jack is definitely not napping, alas.)