Thursday, September 29, 2011
I'm eating pie for breakfast, and I'm not the least bit sorry.
I'm also having a giant mug of coffee because (I know you're surprised!) I am exhausted.
We are welcoming a new family member very soon. And no, I'm not pulling one of those I Didn't Know I was Pregnant.
I have a bazillion things to do, and here I sit. Eating pie, drinking coffee, watching the Today Show.
My baby is four days away from being seven months old.
Yesterday, I got together with a sweet friend, Pepper. We made turkey shirts, which inspired me to continue boycotting the laundry situation and I finished my ghost dresses too. Now my living room looks like a craft store has gone and exploded.
Gymbucks redemption was a dangerous event in my house.
We have a crazy week and weekend ahead and I am not the least bit prepared.
I keep begging life to slow down; I think it might just a little bit for a month, until new family member, Ruby turning three (AHHH!), then the crazy rush of the holidays.
I have no idea how it's nearly October. My other baby is going to be celebrating a huge milestone before I know it.
I do know that I need to get moving.