entry one hundred fifty one - chubby cheeks

Dec 01, 2013 01:28

Maybe it's a mental break through, or even a standard one for most people with new babies, but it's been three months and I'm feeling better. I have nothing to regret behavior or attitude wise for being so tired and stressed. Okay, that's not true. I told P that I hated her nose, and likened it a troll. I regret that. I don't hate her nose. I find it rather cute now. But I realized quite quickly that the more I stay positive, especially when dealing with a crabby baby.. the better things are in the long run. Huzzah!

As busy as the holidays are, I look forward to it, because it gives me things to do and things to look forward to doing. Minor things. Wrapping presents for other people, for a few bucks an hour. Whatevs. It gives me joy to go stand in someone else's basement for hours during the day. It's a month long change of pace.

My birthday is soon. Totally don't give two craps about it this year. 
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