I am tiiiiiiired. I don’t even have a good excuse beyond doing lots of stuff this week – my darling darling baby slept 10 hours last night. But this weekend was busy and this next week is going to be super busy. I feel like a broken record, because all I post anymore is complaints about how BUSY I am and I know it’s boring. But really, once you have three kids you’re pretty much always busy. Even the baby thinks I should try to sit on the couch more – he’s really tired of being nursed in uncomfortable chairs.
Sleepy stars and stripes
Obviously when you see a pile of leaves you throw them
What does the Caroline say?
A very patriotic wrap for a patriotic day
Grocery shopping with 3 kids is not my favorite
A beautiful night to go visit a submarine
Why do my eyebrows only look this good for the 10 minutes after I have them waxed?
I’m in love with this picture
Baby Dr. Evil
I’ve re-purposed the stuff I knit for Evan, since no one knits for baby #3
Ignore my face and loooook at that pretty orange!
See, I swear, I buy the wraps FOR HIM. HE LIKES THEM.
I wouldn’t let a kid that close to my computer with a marker, but Daddy is nicer than me.
We bought this car when I was pregnant with Caroline. It had 16000 miles on it.
THE MOST unflattering photo of myself I’ve ever voluntarily posted, but his face is too good to pass up. WTF IS ON YOUR HEAD, MOM?
New hairs are nice.
Stealth photo of my husband in uniform during the comissioning ceremony.
WHY AM I STILL AWAKE AT A PARTY AT 9 PM?
Yeah, I ate that.
I am once again shocked at how many photos of my own face are in this post. I’m not a selfie person. Or at least, I didn’t think I was a selfie person. But that might have had something to do with being hugely pregnant for what felt like the last decade. It was also SO NICE to get my hair cut (even if I had to bring the baby) that I’m going back in 5 weeks to refresh my color. I have nice hair when I take care of it, and since right now I feel old and fat, I need to work on what makes me feel good. Maybe in a couple weeks I’ll do something REALLY crazy, like schedule a facial or a massage.
Oh who am I kidding, if I had money for a massage I’d just spend it on another wrap. I cannot stop drinking the babywearing Koolaid.