ever feel like your toddler is out to ruin your life? because i’m fairly certain mine has been this week.
she came down with a sweet ass cold (preschool germs rock!) and while theyre usually no biggie this one has decided to mess with our sleep. in a “lets wake up every two hours!” kinda way.
i certainly dont appreciate her attempt to prepare me for newborn nights.
During the day at least lex remains her sweet, fun, loving self so we’ve managed to make Christmas come early for everyone.
For lex. We put up her hot pink Christmas tree with hot pink Christmas lights in her room. And she insists on going to bed with it lit. Which means her room glows pink and is uber creepy. Which matches the fact that lately she’s been the devil at night.
For mike. I surprised him and bought a bottle sanitizer for babe number dos. Because really, his biggest complaint was all the constant bottle washing. Since I handled the bottle cleaning situation I fully expect him to handle my top newborn complaints- ie sleepless nights and blowouts.
For me. A trip to our local maternity store for jeans to last me those last few months also introduced me to the softest, sweetest, most comfortable workout wear ever. I’m not sure my new pants will ever be ripped off my body. They embody all that is comfy and I’m sure will be worn to the bitter end of this pregnancy and beyond.
For Mackenzie. After months (and months and months) of waiting her dresser finally arrived. Which means I can finally start finishing her wall-bare room. I’ve quickly fallen in love with her room and can’t wait until she’s here to fill it.
so we’re officially jumping for joy that its almost the weekend. fingers crossed we can kick this cold’s ass and get a tad more sleep. until then andy cohen and i shall remain late night besties.