Haiku Friday - For Whom The Bell Tolls

Why must I tempt fate?
Things are going well, then I
open my big mouth!

The gods knew I was getting cocky. I was telling another stay at home mom that I recently met in my neighborhood, "Oh yeah. Feedings; Naps. We're on a schedule." ~DONG, DONNGG, DOOONNNNG~ Do you hear it? For whom does the bell toll? It tolls for me.

Just as I had uttered the word "schedule" there must have been a shift in the planets, a tear in the space/time continuum. Ever since that moment, my life has been off kilter. Baby Girl refuses to nap for more than 40 minutes. This may sound like a lot, but it's not. She wants to eat (or more accurately, drink) all the time. She cries when not held. This is HUGE; BG used to be an "independent" baby. She loved to play with her toys, sitting on the floor, with you in the room. But now she is needy. I kinda like that she wants me, but I also feel like we are backtracking.

I'm not even completely sure that there is actually anything wrong. Well, with anyone except for me. As a former teacher, I had learned to live my life in 50 minute segments. I always knew exactly what I'd be doing for each of those blocks of time. Now, I have a life of gossamer. The time floats here and there. I do try to keep a schedule, but as many of you know, a baby doesn't always follow the plan. I just wish she could write down her daily agenda for me, and I SWEAR I would follow it. I'd just like a little heads up as to what we were going to be doing and when. Is that too much to ask???