This is how I feel today: on the verge. Avrie was up early throwing a tantrum that has never really ended. Within 10 minutes of being out of bed we had a catastrophe in the kitchen. My favorite paper thin glass tea pot/infuser smashed into a trillion pieces on the floor with Avrie and I in the midst of it. With no shoes on. Yipeee.
What's it called when you're extremely lonely and yet you're surrounded by your kids every single day? Oh yeah, depression. Which I'm in therapy for but am quitting. I didn't want to pay $25/week plus babysitting for a cliche shrink to find out what happened to me as a 2-year-old that has made me what I am today. While I think it's valid, all I wanted was an unbiased ear to listen to me whine and throw in some encouragement every now and then. Evan has come up with the perfect solution for me. I go downtown and find a bum who is willing to listen to me rant and rave for an hour. Free. And satisfying. Ta-da!
36 weeks. Here's to hoping baby is out by 37-38. I recently discovered Leeann Chin's yogurt. This would have easily been a pregnancy craving so I'm very glad that I've only just discovered it. It actually tastes like real frozen yogurt. Yeeumm. I'm starting to stretch...my old stretch marks are stretching a bit more. Maybe I should lay off the frozen dairy.
This is my princess trying to figure out just what a necklace is for! She got a big box of Disney Princess dress-up clothes for her birthday and has been having an absolute blast with them. Princess had her 2-year checkup yesterday. Healthy as can be with these stats: 23% weight, 69% height, 71% head circumference.
Who doesn't play Playdoh half naked in a princess skirt?