Part 2 of Chapter 1
Ok, so you found out how my day was before 10 AM, wanna know how it was after that?
After kissing the boo boos away from the in-the-house-bike fall, I was able to begin some work!
I decided to set everything up in the living room because I needed to keep an eye out of my 4 year old evil kneivel.
I had 4 almost complete slings lying on the back of the couch with the precut accent fabric on top, rail trimming with it so that I could just grab it and secure in my little assembly line. I finally get through with one sling and turn around to grab the other, and what do I see?
About 50 packages of trim in a line, forming a train. They were circling the couch, the Christmas tree that is still up and all of them had barbies sitting on top as if they lounging in beach chairs basking in the sun; Oh the life of a barbie! I snatch them up and try to sort them by color and size and place them with the correct sling, not an easy task. I finally get this done and have everything in it's place; AGAIN. I sit Ashlee down and I am forced to entertain her with turning on Dora the Explorer. I go back to the ironing board, singing the theme song to Dora, quoting what Backpack says and ready to go.

I get about 5 minutes into piecing the slings together and my son wakes up from his nap. Now what am I going to do? I have 4 slings on the couch, a hot iron plugged in, my daughter calm and contained and now I have to put everything away and start over again.
Duh! Hello woman, you make slings, why not use one?! So I sling him and put him on my back. I get back to ironing, trying to deal with Dora and Diego in the background and Ashlee begging for popcorn and Kool Aide. How will I ever get these things done? I just grin and bare it!

I sit down at my sewing machine... I have this grand idea to sew sequins on a sling for a really eclectic look. I must sew this while the idea is still fresh! Here I am trying to make this straight and Thomas is pulling my hair as he is trying to watch what I am doing. I complete the sequins and it is anything but even... I now have to find the seam ripper; I say "find" because nothing is ever where it belongs. I sit down at the computer table where my ripper usually is and it is not there, of coarse. I decide to take a break and email a friend I haven't talked to in a long while. She laughs at me for losing the sacred seam ripper, leaving me no choice but to use the dreaded knife!!! AHH! (Oh and by the way, that is a huge no no)

So, the stitches are ripped out without harm (huge shock because that never happens when using a knife), but where on earth is my fabric glue? I have to secure this down before I sew... where has it gone? Oh, found the seam ripper, of coarse, but still no glue... Oh well, I will wing it! I take Thomas out of the sling and have Ashlee entertain him for just a few minutes. (And yes this is where I gave into the popcorn)

The sequins are sewn without flaw and is now complete! Thank Goodness!
But I still have 3 more slings and a customer on her way to pick up hers. So much to do and no time. I look at the clock, it is 2:00! I am not showered, the house is destroyed with remnants of fabric, trim scattered again and we still haven't had lunch.
So I rush to fix PB&Js, pretty much inhale them, take a shower (and bathe Thomas again) and get the house clean.

Everything is done in the nick of time, she is here! What? and so is my husband??? Oh thank goodness, maybe he can watch the children while I do what he calls "that slinging thing stuff"!
Ok, so he can't watch the children, he is covered in mud and I don't even want him in the house!!

I visit with my customer, have everything done and then my husband drops a bomb shell on me! I have 45 minutes to be dressed and ready to go to dinner with friends? Is he kidding me?
I run frantically through the house, trying to find something to wear other than sweat pants and a tshirt, make up? where is my make up? I haven't worn that in forever! I finally get ready and the kids are not dressed, no diaper bag ready and he looks at his watch and gives me "the look". You know the one, "We are late and it's all your fault, why aren't the kids ready?!"
So I explain the need of help and I actually get it! We are only 20 minutes late, must be some kind of a record!

So my day is complete, seams are ripped with knives, hair is literally pulled out, customers are happy, and 1 sling is complete! While I may not have met my personal goal of 4 slings for the day, I was able to get 1/4 of that done and I find it to be a complete success! Now off to dinner we go!