I have so little time for myself these days. How do I forget the newborn days of holding a baby, rocking, nursing and slinging a baby all. day. long. Somedays when I finally lay her down for bed around 10ish, I try to think of how many times I've actually laid her down that day. It is usually not many.
But today! I just got Annika to lay down for a nap and Kolby and Levi are also napping. I don't know how I did it. She might be sleeping in a dirty diaper but I won't tell.
I went to the ER last weekend because I broke out in hives. From a fire ant bite. I was flipping out. I am normally calm and can handle a crisis but I was totally and completely flipping out. My fingers and wrists were swelling so much that it hurt to bend them. That's when the nurse told me to go to the ER. Long story short, I now carry an epi pen. I'll be tested for fire ant allergies in 2 weeks and supposedly can be cured within 2 - 3 years receiving some shots. I have no idea how it works. And I felt really bad for Kolby when he reacted to his shot. It was awful. Not something that I want to repeat again.
I have thought of so many things to write about but just don't have the time. And now that I'm sitting here at my computer in a quiet, messy house with laundry that needs folding and put away, listening to the baby on the monitor stirring and hoping she's not waking up yet and looking at the clock counting down the minutes until I need to wake everyone up to go pick up Sage and I can't think of a thing to write.
Apparantly, I'm still in the mushy baby brain stage. I can't say that I ever really came out of that stage.