So I thought this would amuse you guys:
I really like being a stay-at-home mom. Even waking up at 2:45 and taking care of the kids/husband until 8p hasn’t been too bad (Adam stayed home yesterday and let me sleep most of the day).
What I can tell you, with certainty, is that I like the feeling of cold formula gleeking out of Jenna’s mouth and dripping down my armpit at 10 am way better that Allison spitting up and dripping down my armpit at 4 am. I’m not sure if it’s more the volume, time, or the temperature to be exact. All I know is when I got christened by Allison, I ended up with spit-up under my boob. I never had that happen at the Library, that’s for sure, but then again, I always wore a shirt over my tank top...
Adam’s mom just called and said she’d be here to help out at 1:30. Which means I’ve got to turn into the blinding hurricane of cleaning to prove everything is going fine (which it is...but last time she came in she noticed dishes sitting out from the night before and went over, picked them up, and started washing them. Freaked me out a little). Who knows...today may be the lucky day I bathe and change out of pjs! Woo-hoo!
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