Okay. I'm sitting here with a snoring baby in my lap worrying that my last post was too....bitter at the end. I think I'm just frusterated that I am not going to be able to have the shower OR finish the crown tonight. Snoring babies in laps do not like to get wet in showers. They also don't like the hammering drone of a sewing machine near their little ears. I'm tempted to try laying him down again; but he seems to know when I am not holding him despite my desperate attempts to simulate the position and texture of my pajamaed arms with pillows and various articles of clothing discarded by a five year old earlier in the evening. How does he know!? I think he must be a baby genius. Maybe he is only pretending to be asleep. He has a very believable snore, though. :)
This blog contains a fair amount of swearing, painful and difficult subject matter. If you have objections of any kind, I believe it's your right to not agree. But, please, keep those objections to yourself and keep yourself busy withsomething else.
A few musings of a homeschooling, crafting, neurotic, organic loving and, most of all, kiddo adoring mommy...I've now become a widow. My best friend and husband died of a pulmonary embolism on March 25th, 2008. This blog has now become a place for me to mentally unload and try to figure out how to do this and who I am without him.