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I am sitting here in a caffeine induced alertness - a very mild amount of caffeine mind you, and a very mild amount of alertness but the only way I am able to function today. Sawyer has had a cold and for some reason last night he decided that between 1:30A.M. and 3:30A.M. was a fantastic time not to sleep. I don't know about you but when I'm sick all I want to do is sleep. I am already perpetually tired so when you add a bad night to the mix...
a need for caffeine.
And I'm not at all reliant on the stuff thanks to Sawyer.
My sweet little boy is already six months old. Despite my desperate efforts he will not slow down at this growing thing. In the last month and a half he has 'blossomed' into a 16 pound ball of cuteness. It is so bitter sweet because he gets more delightful every day as his personality increasingly reveals itself
but...but...but...
I want to keep my baby a baby! (insert slight wail)
I absolutely love having a baby.
So I wish for another. Trevor, however, is one nod of my head away from taking permanent preventative measures but I'm not quite ready for that.
I quickly tune in to reality when:
I think about the nightly wake up calls (or early morning) and then couple with that the state of constantly needing toothpicks to keep my eyes open.
Not knowing why Sawyer is grumpy and crying because he can't speak.
My overworked boobs that Trevor wants back.
Diapers - oh the diapers!
Laundry in abundance even if I didn't do cloth diapers.
The toys and other baby apparatuses cluttering up my house
...oh, and then there's the whole being pregnant thing to get another baby.
Okay. I'm happy with my two kids. I have one boy and one girl and both are happy and healthy There's only one kid for each parent which is handy, so why mess with that?
a need for caffeine.
And I'm not at all reliant on the stuff thanks to Sawyer.
My sweet little boy is already six months old. Despite my desperate efforts he will not slow down at this growing thing. In the last month and a half he has 'blossomed' into a 16 pound ball of cuteness. It is so bitter sweet because he gets more delightful every day as his personality increasingly reveals itself
but...but...but...
I want to keep my baby a baby! (insert slight wail)
I absolutely love having a baby.
So I wish for another. Trevor, however, is one nod of my head away from taking permanent preventative measures but I'm not quite ready for that.
I quickly tune in to reality when:
I think about the nightly wake up calls (or early morning) and then couple with that the state of constantly needing toothpicks to keep my eyes open.
Not knowing why Sawyer is grumpy and crying because he can't speak.
My overworked boobs that Trevor wants back.
Diapers - oh the diapers!
Laundry in abundance even if I didn't do cloth diapers.
The toys and other baby apparatuses cluttering up my house
...oh, and then there's the whole being pregnant thing to get another baby.
Okay. I'm happy with my two kids. I have one boy and one girl and both are happy and healthy There's only one kid for each parent which is handy, so why mess with that?
4 comments:
Why mess with that is right!!!!!!
Thanks - TREVOR!
ha ha ha ha. i love these comments.
I hear ya Carla - Only my problem is I only wanted boys. Now I have two.... and I want a girl. Were done for awhile now so this may mean that I am actually done, done. But I cannot help ogling over pretty dresses hair clips and everything pink *sigh*.
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