Life with a newborn again has almost become normal. Almost. I still underestimate how long it will take to get out the door and am late for nearly everything. I look forward to the days we have no where to go the most. Pajama days are a regular around here.
Last week... hmm... I can't remember last week. I know there was some awesome blueberry cheesecake, a few doctor appointments and... well... that's all I remember. My days are running together like never before. I dated a paper the 15th yesterday (it was the 21st!).
I'm sleep deprived and my.. ahem.. udders as Max calls them.. are on fire. Ana has a confirmed case of thrush so we're both a bit sore. We did get some medicine today so hopefully it clears up soon.
I have succumbed to the fact that my ability to focus on small tasks or maintain housework to a reasonable extent is nonexistent right now. And I'm okay with that.
Please do not misunderstand, these are not complaints. This is my life. It's messy and at times smelly but I wouldn't' change it for the world.
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