I am so tired right now. So much so that I feel I need some toothpicks to hold open my eye lids. I wanted to blog though, even if I didn’t have much to say. The last few weeks have been a blur of waking up ridiculously early at 4:50 am to snag a ride to work with David when he leaves for work, we’re sharing a car since his puttered out. Coming home around 4pm, trying to play with Bella without falling asleep sitting up, feeding the two of us, greeting daddy at 7ish, baths, laundry, rinse and repeat. That’s been our lives for the last 3 weeks. It feels like forever has passed and it has only been 21 days of the this hustle. We will survive. I will survive, I hope.
We’ve celebrated birthdays.
Mine, actually. I requested (demanded) not to have a cake this year. I couldn’t trust myself with the crack called sugar.
Dusted off the embroidery things and began working on upcoming birthday presents for others. One pillowcase down, one to go. I have a week.
Then sometime during all of the chaos, Bella and I have played endlessly with her army of farm animals.
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Sounds like an exhausting time. I hope you find a way to make it work for you.
Your embroidery project looks very interesting.