She’s started waking up in the night again. A different time each night, but she can’t seem to make it till morning without crying out for me.
I feel like I’m treading water. Treading, treading, treading.
Happiness is being left alone with a bowl of cherries.
Re-entry blows. I had lots of fun at BlogHer but was ready and excited to come home and see my family again.
We’ve been living a whirlwind! Avelyn’s birthday, Steve’s and my anniversary, a trip to Vancouver…we are all tired out, but from having fun, which is the best kind of tired.