It’s been one of those days. Well. it actually started last night when my husband and I sat on the couch after the kids went to bed. We weren’t talking–just sitting. Nexxt thingh you know we were both asleep on the couch and didn’t wake up for 2 hours! That put me at the grocery store at 9:30pm.
When I got home Les was installing door knobs. Fun times. Anyway, I decided I’d go ahead and post my retro photo because I found a great one! It’s not black and white…it’s only 16 years old. That’s right, I found my 16th birthday party pics. Well, I sat down to scan them. And you know how much I detest my scanner. And true to form, my scanner was out of black ink and therefore couldn’t scan. Which makes PERFECT sense.
I tried for far too long to get it to work and finally went to bed at midnight. My sweet Asa slept all the way until 3:30. I fed him then put ourselves back to bed. Only to be awaken by his cheery screams at 6:30. Even after nursing him and playing with Lydia he was unhappy. So unhappy that I put him back to bed after only being awake an hour. He fell right to sleep (well, maybe a cheery cry or two…)
And as he was napping, Lydia and I scrubbed the playroom bathroom, picked up toys, vacuumed and generally made our playroom/guest room livable. “What a great day!” I thought to myself. “I’m getting so much done. This house will be spic and span by the time my cousins get her toni—”
And that is the noise I heard for the next hour. It did not matter if Asa was being held, sitting on the floor, in his bed or in the saucer–he just cried. What do you do for a crying baby that can’t be comforted? That’s just it. The question answers itself. I HAVE NO IDEA.
Anyway, this is the longest compaining post about how my usually exceptionally happy baby is making me stressed while my house doesn’t clean itself and my scanner STILL refuses to scan so I can’t show you a picture of me at 16 in an old prom dress. And now I’ll have to apologize for stealing those four minutes it took to read this post. I’m sorry you won’t get those minutes back.
Did I mention I’m nursing at the keyboard? Sorry for the typos.