rantings of a sleep deprived woman.
I feel like I'm just getting further and further behind. In all aspects.
The fridge died unexpectedly and all my beautiful, fresh food had spoiled by the time I got home from work. Now the kitchen just stinks because I haven't had the energy (or time) to bag up all the rubbish and I really don't feel like messing with it. But I will (sometime tonight) because I have to and otherwise, it won't get done (until shit starts to rot). Jesus, how disgusting. I promise, I don't live in filth - in fact, the rest of my house is in perfect running order; sometimes a girl just gets behind, I suppose.
Jakob is a little over 15 months now. It's crazy to think back on him being tiny and immobile with no idea how to throw fucking little wooden alphabet block at my face hard enough to make me bleed. Yeah, he busted my eyebrow open last night with such a feet, which really is just great. Just in time for our family portraits Saturday! YESSS! But now he's giving high 5s and brushing his teeth and knows exactly where his tongue is and if you asked him nicely, he'd probably show you. He is just so cool and big and tall and boy, am I enamored. Even if Morgan does call him a "Mo".
Micah and I are having our 1 year anniversary on the 21st. I'm not 100%, but I'm pretty sure he's taking me to the zoo/aquarium AND the Warhol Museum to celebrate. Eeeeee! I'm excited. :]
Okay, that's enough updating for this month.
The fridge died unexpectedly and all my beautiful, fresh food had spoiled by the time I got home from work. Now the kitchen just stinks because I haven't had the energy (or time) to bag up all the rubbish and I really don't feel like messing with it. But I will (sometime tonight) because I have to and otherwise, it won't get done (until shit starts to rot). Jesus, how disgusting. I promise, I don't live in filth - in fact, the rest of my house is in perfect running order; sometimes a girl just gets behind, I suppose.
Jakob is a little over 15 months now. It's crazy to think back on him being tiny and immobile with no idea how to throw fucking little wooden alphabet block at my face hard enough to make me bleed. Yeah, he busted my eyebrow open last night with such a feet, which really is just great. Just in time for our family portraits Saturday! YESSS! But now he's giving high 5s and brushing his teeth and knows exactly where his tongue is and if you asked him nicely, he'd probably show you. He is just so cool and big and tall and boy, am I enamored. Even if Morgan does call him a "Mo".
Micah and I are having our 1 year anniversary on the 21st. I'm not 100%, but I'm pretty sure he's taking me to the zoo/aquarium AND the Warhol Museum to celebrate. Eeeeee! I'm excited. :]
Okay, that's enough updating for this month.