I confess… I am not feeling motivated this morning but my parents get here in about 6 hours so I have to: give the dogs baths, clean their blankets and crates, sweep, vacuum, and clean the guest room. I should also give Dakota ( AKA Stinky Milk Neck) a bath.
I confess… I went for my 6 week check up on Tuesday and though they prescribed my mini-pill for BC, the doc recommended being on it for a week to be safe. So for fun, we thought we’d buy some condoms. Haven’t done that in over a decade. So I went to CVS and find that they are all in a locked shelf, much like ipods and cameras at Best Buy. There’s a large red “Ask for help” button you have to press. As the girl from the pharmacy ambled towards us, I made sure to tell her that it never used to be that embarrassing. Luckily, I don’t really care!
I confess… it’s been a bit disconcerting that every day, Elliot wakes up fine – gets dressed, eats breakfast, gets in the car no problem – but as we pull up to school, he’s fighting me on it. He claims he’s too tired and school is boring and he just doesn’t want to go. I never remember feeling like that so I hardly know what to tell him. I’ve said everything. Though today, he was fine. But I think it’s because he knows my parents will be here later. However, he didn’t have one single complaint. I hope everything is ok for him though; I always wonder if something is going on at school he’s not telling us.
I confess… I have felt a little stressed lately but not about any one particular thing. I guess it’s knowing I am going back to work on the first and getting all things ready. Baby Girl took a bottle yesterday so that’s good. I know she won’t have issues at daycare with that then. But I am a little worried about my lack of sleep when I am working. She wakes up twice a night but I don’t really feel exhausted. When I am working, though, it may really catch up to me.
I confess… some days I can’t wait for her to get a little older, so we can skip through some of these crying for no reason times. I mean, she has been good this week. But sometimes that crying just wears on you!
I confess… I have to force myself to work now so I’m out. Have a good weekend!