It is definitely a Monday. I've been awake since 6:20am, the tire on my car is flat, and Jeff will be gone most of the day. But at least I have Twistan to hang out with, and he's not being as fussy today as he was yesterday. Yesterday I spent the entire three hours of church in the hallway with a snoring baby, then in the hallway with a crying baby, then in the Mother's lounge with a fussy, crying, hungry baby... and then we went home because church was over. I wondered why I bothered to even go, but I suppose I get credit somewhere for at least being in the building, right? Yesterday was definitely one of those days when I shed a few tears of frustration. I know that babies just fuss, but it's frustrating when you are tired, when you just want to listen to the Relief Society lesson and can't, when you just want to walk down the hall and turn in your Cub Scout receipts and you can't because the little guy is crying and you don't feel like taking the tornado down the hall to disturb everyone else.
So, we went home.
Watched TV. Ate a snack. And then I took a three and half hour nap, which I haven't done in a month. I woke up to to a clean kitchen, steak grilling, and baked potatoes in the oven. And a baby who slept for another hour so I could enjoy it with my Honey.
So bring it on, Monday. Now I've got an excuse to stay home and clean.
3 comments:
Tristan is so cute. Sorry to hear about the flat, hope you get it fixed soon.
That is a cute picture!
Your hubby is sooo sweet! There is nothing better then waking up to a clean home, and of course, food. Steak sounds so yummy!
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