I’ve been chewing on this post and tiptoe-ing around the taboo since announcing this pregnancy for fear of offending or ostracizing or something to someone. Or myself from the rest of the universe. But I can’t NOT write this. I’ve had over a month for this pregnancy to sink in and I’m still not sure…
Motherhood
Funny, I don’t remember packing that
When I go anywhere, I’m a pretty meticulous packer. I make a list of what I’m taking with specific item details. The list doesn’t just say “black dress.” It says “faux wrap black dress with five buttons.” (Also? I laugh and roll my eyes when Dan does this. Because he takes my OCD packing nature…
I almost quoted Hamlet. Then realized what I was saying.
I am crazy tired. Because I’m crazy busy. I feel like there are a million things going on in my life right now and I am drowning under the emotional weight of them all. Ever since that plane from San Diego landed, which feels like a freaking eternity ago, I have been go-go-go. Cheer practice…
Not my finest hour
Working moms, if your child sleeps in until you go in to get him or her in the morning and you have to wake said child up to get dressed and loaded into the car to go to daycare? Consider yourself blessed beyond belief. That is not what happens in my house. Ever. This morning…
Back to school
So, we’re back at it, Joshua and me. Our daily grind. Little does he know, I’m taking a first-day-of-school picture every year. Little do I know? He will always be distracted by something way more interesting than taking a picture with his mama. ::sigh:: I love that kid.