J'Espere

Getting ready in the morning is a delicate creature. It’s become this crazy balance. Leap out of bed on (a ridiculously low single digit number ) hours of sleep, brush teeth, wash face, check that clothes are laid out. Tiptoe downstairs, praying that baby stays asleep for just a little longer. Wolf down breakfast. Standing up. Back upstairs, finish getting ready, by this time if the baby isn’t awake, she will be soon. Maybe Matt will have time to take a shower first, but maybe not. Time management is a skill that we have very quickly had to hone. Because when she awakes, it’s a scramble to get her fed (which is left up to Matt), to get him out the door once the babysitter arrives. Exercise isn’t even an option, unless you count zipping around the room and up and down stairs. Our lives seem to be stuck at 75 mph. I can’t remember the last time I got to sit down and just eat breakfast, or just get dressed. . I no longer stand a chance of working out before school. But there are pe...

So I just checked on the last blog post I wrote and- GASP!- it was over a month ago. I'm pulling the new mom card as I write this, and also want to point out that it is almost 3 on a Monday and I have yet to take a shower. It is one of those days. Baby Girl is not feeling well, which means I'm not feeling well either. Since if she doesn't sleep, nobody sleeps. But that's not what the focus of this post is. The focus of this post is a recap of all that I thought I would get done during maternity leave and to let y'all know how that went.... 1. Unpacking boxes: We moved when she was 1.5 weeks old. Enough said. Lesson learned- don't purchase a house shortly before your baby is born. Really. As I write this in our "office" (read: Junk Room, I can see around me roughly 15 boxes. The good news is they are getting unpacked, albeit slowly. Very, very slowly. And I almost daily groan/sigh and say "Why can't I find ----? Where is it?...