I have nothing at all to write about right now. I am absolutely NOT going to write about how I got the best night sleep I’ve had in months last night. OR about how both kids went to bed in their own room (the same room) before 9pm. And I’m absolutely, positively unable to share the fact that Iris did not wake up once after midnight and slept until 9:30 in her crib. (although Ellis crept in bed with us in the night) I’m not going to do that because Lord have mercy I’m terrified it might never happen again.
I need a few decades of ease and lightness. Universe? Howz about you grease the wheels of my life a little.
Ya’ll. I have so much to say. All day I have these fleeting moments of thoughts that I want to write about, explore, and that really deserve some attention.Here’s the problem. I made the rookie mistake of telling the internet how great my baby sleeps. Don’t. Ever. Do. That.She’s already down to ONE SHORT NAP during the day, and now when she goes to sleep at night it’s just like another series of naps. It’s a lucky night when we have more than an hour to ourselves without having to do the bedtime routine all over again. I’m just hoping it’s only teething. (she’s also thisclose to crawling!!!)Also, I’m training for a half marathon. On zero hours of sleep. And zero hours of down time. And I have barely spent any time with my husband. And Ellis has a fever and sore throat.I’m busy, is what I’m saying. But! Gonna try to spend more time on ye ole blog.
