Last week was a challenge. I’m not sure if it was any more of a challenge than when we first brought the little one home, but still a challenge none-the-less. On Monday, she screamed and screamed and cried and nothing I did consoled her. On Tuesday- angel from heaven (which she is anyway) and I got to actually leave the bat cave to go and run errands. Wednesday, was a watered down version of Monday, but still crying… and so I didn’t get to blog like I wanted to.

The little one is officially 4 Months today and how crazy it is that time has passed so quickly. What’s even more crazy to me is that I often think about having another one. Not right now by any means, I have my birth control of choice in place to prevent that, but having another baby… That’s kind of huge for me because really, my first few months home (and even sometimes now) were just marked with tears… Lots and lots of tears. I thought I was losing my mind! My mother had to come and live with us for 3 months (then I was really losing my mind)… not really, she was a huge help, but imagine living with your Mom after NOT living with her for so long. It was rough.

The house is pretty messy and I was hoping to get some stuff done today, but I’m actually feeling extremely lazy… there are spider webs that need to be taken down and the carpet needs to be vacuumed, dishes need to be washed (I’m so PISSED that the dishwasher is broken, but so glad they’re coming to fix it today). If I could just get baby girl to go down for a nap, then I could go down for one as well and when we wake up- then I could get to work. I just need that 2nd wind… I may not get it, though. Might have to suffice for putting on the coffee pot and getting my 2nd wind from that great Colombian coffee…

I also need to plan this week’s dinner menu (yes, I make a dinner menu), but I’m too lazy to do that. What’s say we eat out all week?!? Yeah, that probably wouldn’t fly… I’d better figure out what’s for dinner tonight. That would be a good place to start I guess. She’s being SO quiet in her bouncy seat… that’s probably because she pooped an explosive poo through her clothes and is now marinating in it… I should go change that.

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