This motherhood gig is tough sometimes. I’m not talking about the diaper blow-outs or the midnight feedings or the temper tantrums in shopping malls.
**UPDATED! WITH PHOTOS BELOW!**
There may or may not be some photos of a rather drastic haircut featured on this site later this afternoon.
The flu bug has left the building. He left us a little worse for wear but we made it through. On Friday night I collapsed into bed at 7:30 pm and slept for 12 hours.
Wringing the vomit from the crib bedding is hardly an ideal start to the morning.
Avelyn is sick and now I am too.
Feels like I’ve been hit by a truck, or at least a fast-moving bicycle.
I’m having a hard time not drooling all over my laptop. Not because I’m browsing a tempting recipe blog or coveting a bedroom makeover. I’m literally drooling here.