Not even half way yet...
I'm recovering from the post-mom-visit. Having my mom here was so wonderful. I'd forgotten how nice it is to not only have someone to share the daily chores with, but to have someone to talk with. Now that she's gone I'm re-acclimating myself. I teetered on the depression fence for about 24 hours, but I think I've come back to the "work hard and try to laugh" side again.
Successes: Reading to Baby C, running 3 miles, laughing with Leasie
Casualties: Dinner - I broke down and took everyone to Subway
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Oh friend. You are doing SO GOOD. I know what you mean about having someone around to talk with. Pat goes home in the morning and I am SO BUMMED!
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