Thoughts swirling in my head this morning when I woke up include:
-pineapple. I love it.
-I really hate putting away my clothes. I will fold them (or, ahem, Bill will) and then they will go into a pile on my floor. The pile is currently a beast. really, I should be doing something about it today. It was my plan to do something about it today...sigh....
-The snoogle pillow has become my best friend. I got it while preggo with Asher, used it like twice, and tossed it off the bed. hated it. I'm not even sure why I saved it. I begrudgingly got it down a week ago out of desperation and am in l-o-v-e. not sure what changed but am really grateful for the sleep it is affording me.
-going back and forth on whether we will try and have Asher and baby girl share a room or put him downstairs in his own. of course she'll be with us for the first several months but after that... Pro: we'd all be upstairs, downstairs room can remain guest/ play/ craft/ meditation room. Con: Asher is an amazing sleeper and I don't want it jinxed. Since we can't decide on this we still haven't gotten the toddler bed, reasoning that if he comes down here he'll just sleep in the full. We need to come up with a resolution soon as the boy looks like the hulk in the crib.
-this baby is crazy active compared to Asher--she moves ALL-THE-TIME. we may be a bit worried of what this means. :)
-fart jokes have never been funnier than when told by a two year old. The joke in it's entirety goes like this "toot. P.U." and usually Asher is laughing so hard he can barely say the word "toot" which makes it even more perfect. could this be a definition of happiness? I think perhaps.
-sleeping in till eight was heaven. Thank you Bill.
-pineapple. I love it.
-I really hate putting away my clothes. I will fold them (or, ahem, Bill will) and then they will go into a pile on my floor. The pile is currently a beast. really, I should be doing something about it today. It was my plan to do something about it today...sigh....
-The snoogle pillow has become my best friend. I got it while preggo with Asher, used it like twice, and tossed it off the bed. hated it. I'm not even sure why I saved it. I begrudgingly got it down a week ago out of desperation and am in l-o-v-e. not sure what changed but am really grateful for the sleep it is affording me.
-going back and forth on whether we will try and have Asher and baby girl share a room or put him downstairs in his own. of course she'll be with us for the first several months but after that... Pro: we'd all be upstairs, downstairs room can remain guest/ play/ craft/ meditation room. Con: Asher is an amazing sleeper and I don't want it jinxed. Since we can't decide on this we still haven't gotten the toddler bed, reasoning that if he comes down here he'll just sleep in the full. We need to come up with a resolution soon as the boy looks like the hulk in the crib.
-this baby is crazy active compared to Asher--she moves ALL-THE-TIME. we may be a bit worried of what this means. :)
-fart jokes have never been funnier than when told by a two year old. The joke in it's entirety goes like this "toot. P.U." and usually Asher is laughing so hard he can barely say the word "toot" which makes it even more perfect. could this be a definition of happiness? I think perhaps.
-sleeping in till eight was heaven. Thank you Bill.
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