After a crazy-busy weekend filled with the typical holiday visiting of friends and family, and accompanied by what seemed like a constant headache and tiredness, I was happy – very happy – to crawl beneath the sheets last night and drift off to sleep.
Of course the alarm beeped way too early this morning and I sluggishly went about my AM routine: shower, breakfast, making bottles, washing bibs, blowdrying hair, putting on makeup, getting my sh*t together before boy-o wakes up.
So what a surprise to find that when I sat down with Dev for our morning fix of formula and rice cereal, my lovely, thoughtful husband had popped my Louis Armstrong holiday CD in and pressed PLAY. I was beboppin’ to “Christmas Time in Harlem” while the boy eyed me suspiciously. It perked me up more than a cup of tea ever could. Thanks, honey!
Your sweet hubby just reminded me I have to confess that I did indeed go overboard on Logan’s christmas presents – It was all so little that I had to get just one more thing. Plus he has to go until Sept for a birthday. Of course now I remember Easter is a good excuse for a gift. He is feeling normal again when he woke up Sunday he smiled at me. Baby smiles are so pretty. Hope Devin is well again also.
Lynne