Owen is at baylen's and sophie is putting on make up in my bathroom. the house is quiet, both babies are asleep and i just realized how tired my muscles and my spirit feel like they have been flexing since grandma left. no rest. no relax. someone always needs something. in fact, my phone just alerted me of a text.
As I was laying Simon down, nursing him to sleep (a big mistake but i just can't help it) he's so sweet and i put him down all. the. time so i absolutely relish sleeping and nursing him at night. it's our time without anyone else. he really wants me by the end of the day and that's the best way for me to give it to him right now.
Today he started to spin around on his tummy and scoot a little bit. when i was in the shower the other day, the door was open and i could see him squirming his way to the edge. I had to jump out just in case he decided to squirm one big squirm and fall right off the bed.
anyway, while i was nursing him i was daydreaming about going to a hotel for valentines day or anniversary or mothers' day, whatever... but just going over night and having grandma terrie take care of the kids while i just went somewhere else to sleep. in a nice, soft, comfortable bed. far away from crying babies. i full night's sleep. i don't even know what that is anymore.
Doug comes back tomorrow. diet coke is my friend.
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