Hi beloved readers (all 4 of you)…
I am still here. I have tons of things I want to post about, but it’s been a hectic few weeks, and will probably continue to be so until Friday or so. If I can post before then, I will.
Stuff to post about…
-My first trip with Elanor overnight without any support (Ravi/my parents/a friend) and how I’m probably going to do it again this month
-Making new mom friends
-cleaning (I know, how thrilling)
-buying baby clothes on Ebay
-Admitting to my Gymboree addiction and how it’s gotten to the point that I would rather buy her clothes than me…
-Why I envy the supermoms
-Questions I ask myself all the time about being a stay at home mom
and plenty of other stuff….
For the meantime, I will share this story with you. It is midnight as I write this. My daughter usually goes to bed between nine pm and ten pm. She is not sick. She is not teething. She is babbling as she plays with a book. While we have seen her “fight the nap and win” this is the first time she has fought night time sleep and won…she’s usually a cry for ten minutes and pass out kid.
I am very afraid.