Wrote this a couple nights ago but forgot to schedule it. Still getting used to it.
It’s almost seven thirty so I’ll be off to put the baby to bed soon. I have to laugh at myself for a minute though because I came in here about twenty minutes ago to write a blog post. And I have several drafts already of what I want to say. And some are in my head but a few are actually saved as drafts. Which I really love by the way. Anyway, I’m exhausted. It’s been a long day. Already. My sister is still not well, my son is still teething and boisterous and curious. I’ve had a few flare-ups, in a much shorter time period than usual and I went for a one hour hike today, pushing HRG in the stroller the whole way! So, I think it’s okay for me to say I’m exhausted, right? It’s not an exaggeration.
I’m really hoping his second year molars finish coming in soon. Whoa! How did you mamas get through this? Goodness. So far, it’s his indefatigable openness, loving spirit and super munchable cheeks that are keeping me in the game! Ha!
Can I be super cheeky and mention that seeing your comments really makes me smile? And it inspires new posts. Honest. It is sooooooo good to read your thoughts and it makes this feel a lot more worthwhile as well as more link an interaction. Which I love. Your support is incredibly appreciated.
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