It is evading us.
Or at least three of us.
Thing One - out for the count. Usually is.
Thing Two - WIDE awake. Usually is.
Special K - took a two+ hour "nap" at 5:30 tonight and is now WIDE awake.
Me - yeah. I'm the third. It's 8:30.
Not that it's terribly late. I was just hoping to actually, say, clean the kitchen. Or pay bills. Or do laundry. Or a variety of other things.
But now I sit with a baby on my lap (see pic below). A babbling one at that and who wants to join me on the keyboard typing. So I need to try to keep her entertained and quiet so 2 falls asleep and doesn't want to join our party downstairs. I've put him back in bed three times now.
(oh yeah, and Superhero is off coaching baseball tonight so no tag team possible here)
So if I can - with her on my lap - I may record more of her in utero experience and birth story... just for the record. This month and next month I celebrate year anniversaries of many hospital visits, an ambulance ride (that could have been a helicopter ride, but so glad I opted out of that), and lots and lots of tears and anxiety. I celebrated the other day by going for a run. Something I so desperately wanted to do at this time last year. Look for future post entitled... SCH.
