Not only am I going out of town away from my children tomorrow for the first time in 3 years, I got ALL the self-care stuff done this week. I got my hair cut and colored, I got a facial and spent some time at the spa relaxing, and I got a gel manicure and a pedicure. So for the next four days I am totally prepared to look like a fully functional, stylish adult who doesn’t go a year between haircuts and wears pajamas to the bus stop. Let’s just hope I meet all new people and not anyone who reads here regularly and already knows I’m a mess.

Sunday:

Honestly I have this on my Timehop from EVERY year

One of these kids isn’t mine

Very fancy dessert

Monday:

EYELASHES

SO MANY NAPS

I am such an amazing fashion blogger

Tuesday:

He thinks it’s hilarious that he’s outside with no shirt

Linc, did you eat all Finn’s dried strawberries? “No”

Dinner assistant

Wednesday:

Mini-me

Tree full of vultures

Hey, Snuggles

Thursday:

May the 4th Be With You

I took these guys bra shopping. They were remarkably patient.

Yoga time

Friday:

Friday vibes

Linc hated the shower until this exact moment, now he likes it

Saturday:

I love this corner

Linc loves chips and salsa

Finn HATES hospital bracelets

The hospital trip was because Finn was super grumpy and warm and when I took his temp it was 104.9, higher than I am comfortable ignoring, which is what I usually do with fevers. So I called the after-hours number and the doctor on call told me she’d feel better if I took him to the ER to make sure there wasn’t anything seriously wrong. They couldn’t find anything. He seemed fine, except that it was midnight so he was really tired. But the diagnosis was basically “you have a super cute baby, take him home and get some sleep”. So we did. And he’s been mostly ok since, except that he’s still got a low grade fever and hates sleeping.

Send up lots of good thoughts and prayers that he cheers up and doesn’t have a fever at all this week while E is solo-parenting!

I am now at one full week of constant coughing, which is much worse at night, so I’m functioning at about a 3/10. My house is a disaster. Do not come over.

Sunday;

After the baby stage, my children are excellent sleepers

Face smash

Passed out

Monday:

Explorer

My children would have been excellent pioneers

Torturing the baby a.k.a. pajamas

Tuesday:

I don’t even know what that is

Thinks he’s a real person who can sleep in my bed

Brotherly love

Wednesday:

The prettiest

Waiting room waiting

Mmmmmm bath water

Thursday:

This face perfectly expressed my mood this week

Caroline’s favorite show: Fashion Runway

Helping stuff diapers

Friday:

She tolerates him very well

HAI HAI MOM HAI

Friday nights are crazy around here

Saturday:

We taught Caroline tic-tac-toe so now they are excellent in restaurants

Couldn’t even wait for the car to eat her raspberry cream pastry

It finally looks like spring

I am hopeful that the week of rain we’re expecting will wash away whatever I’m allergic to and I will finally be able to sleep somewhere besides sitting up on the couch. It’s really exhausting. All I want to do is lie down completely flat and pass out for 12 hours. That was so much easier to do before I had all these kids. So many kids.

Fingers crossed I don’t actually cough up a lung. I need both of them.