We got this whole selfie thing DOWN.
Ha. Someday we’ll be cool. Someday.
Grateful: For the construction worker who saved the day! Lucy and I went to get coffee this morning only to realize we were locked in the apartment. The keys had been left in the door from the outside (oops!). Geo called down to the man who was on the street and voila, he came up and we were saved!! Phew, close call.
Friday night was:
A screaming baby from 8 to 10 pm.
A screaming baby from 1 to 2:30 am.
A screaming baby from 4:30 to 6 am.
Saturday day was:
Feeding baby.
Travel.
Sightseeing.
Shhing to sleep.
Playing.
Repeat x 4.
Saturday night was:
A screaming baby from 6 pm to 9:30 pm.
So yes, as my little one (Lucy who is now 6. 5 months old!) finally fell asleep on top of me I quickly realized I would not be changing into my comfy pjs (aka: an oversized t-shirt) but would instead be sleeping in a pull-over dress I’d worn all day; one that had spit-up, drool and snot from a sick baby on it. None of that bothered me though, it didn’t even make me flinch. All that mattered was Lucy was comfortably sleeping and that meant mama would be doing the same, shortly (minus the “comfortably” 🙂
*Warning: Sleeping in a wire framed bra is not recommended. #ow
Grateful: For how wonderful this little one was during our 3 hr+ car ride home today. Making mama proud.
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