Happy Thursday all! This one is bittersweet for me; I always look forward to weekends, but next week is my last week of maternity leave, so there’s that. I am soaking up these final days off, and am joining in with Danielle for confessions today.
ConfessionsPosted on July 21, 2016
I hate Human Resources. I work for what has become a really large company over the past ten years or so. And while there are advantages, there are also a good number of disadvantages. Everything is by the book, and this can really result in feeling like you don’t have a voice.
My kids don’t sleep. A lot of friends/bloggers had babies very close in time to when I had Lincoln, as as they all are posting about how ‘yay!’ my baby slept through the night, I’m over here like ‘hey my kid was up three times and to add the cherry on top my toddler was up twice’. Ladies I love you, but I hate you 🙂
The final weeks of building a house feels a lot like the final weeks of pregnancy. Neverending. Can I just move, already?
We are in a heat advisory with a high of 99 today. I can’t deal. You southerners are probably laughing at me, but I am Midwestern through and through. I am built for the frigid cold, gimme all the boots and warm sweaters. Me and the heat don’t mesh well.
I really want to pull the trigger on the AE girlfriend shorts, but $45 just seems steep for a pair of shorts, even if they get rave reviews. Any sales you guys know of to get that price down?!
The Nordstrom sale makes me want to cry, because all my money is going towards house things. Don’t get me wrong, I am loving buying curtains and a new kitchen table and blinds for my bathroom, but mama wants the Kate Spade earrings and some fun new dresses. #homebuilderproblems
My sweet baby is fussy, and sometimes I choose not to eat because I get so upset that I have to put down my bowl of ice cream halfway through to tend to his crying. Or I have to shovel the food I’m so quickly to do mom things that I think ‘these calories aren’t worth it’. Don’t worry, I more than make up for it at other times.
Speaking of which, I may have eaten a total of SIX chocolate chip cookies during the middle of the night when I was awake feeding Lincoln. Anything to make me feel better when all I want to be doing is sleeping!
When I am stressed or overwhelmed, I bake. Some people come home after a bad day and desperately want the bottle of wine; I desperately want to make the brownies and lick the bowl. It’s becoming a problem because life lately is stressful! Mama can’t have cookies and brownies around ALL the time.
With that, happy Friday eve, we are almost to another weekend!