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As I begin to write, it's 9:10pm and Parker has already woken up twice in misery...

The first time I heard him I rolled my eyes thinking....

Ughhhh, Parker- my shift ends at 7:15... I don't want overtime...


Today my patience was worn thin...but I look at this picture and my heart breaks


And I went into his room and reached out to him in the dark....and suddenly I didn't give a hoot about overtime...His face, wet from tears and snot- buried itself deep into my shoulder... The tears stopped in an instant and I was overwhelmed with Love...Capital L kind of Love...

And gratitude- Gratitude that I could stop the tears...because all day today I felt like I couldn't get much right...but that changed when my very own shoulder had the power to stop tears...

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If you want stronger abs you work your core...you do sit-ups or Pilate's or yoga... What do you do if you want to worry less? I need to figure out a magical regimen to begin effective immediately... I like specifics.... 3 sets, 30 seconds each- 3 times a day...


I think I figured out what I'm a terrible cook... I start out all Type A... I grab all my ingredients and line them up just so... I read and reread the recipe... I begin following everything down to the last quarter teaspoon... and then instantly I get so painfully and incredibly bored... I hate the recipe telling me exactly what I need to do... Not the boss of me, recipe... I feel like my creativity is being stifled... I rebel... The recipe calls for Oregano and basil- and I think that it would probably taste even better with some added Tyme...

So I add it...even though I don't know what Tyme tastes like and I only bought it in the first place because I found it ironic that I could buy Time...And then I add some other things that sound fun... and some cucumbers because I was out of the tomatoes it called for...And the recipe says that it needs to cook for 30 minutes...but my oven is crazy overzealous so I take it out after 22... and somehow it's already burnt...And disguisting...

So that's it...Clearly I am just way too creative to be a good cook... Ummm...yah...that's it...



At 4:30 this afternoon I decided that I wanted to make dinner...and I don't know what came over me but I just started cooking and cooking and cooking... It was easier than sick baby and more fun than cleaning...I wanted to feel like I accomplished something and have something to show for it today...

And I'm an all or nothing kind of gal...



Lasagna, bread pudding, Chicken Pot Pie, and Teryaki Chicken... I'm serious...No- I'm not PMS'ing or pregnant... Just neurotic...


And that brings me to now... All my creative energy went into snot wiping and cooking today... It just got sucked right out of me.

Today fully kicked my butt. My sick Parker...

Oh Doodle!

Back to school and back to real Life... Ughhh.... I'm so much better at Vacation... Greyson had to go back to school (8:20-1:20) and then more therapy from 3:30 until 5:30... I kept telling myself all day- If he can do it- than so can I...

You can learn a lot from a 3 year old...

Happy Not-Monday...

Much Love,
Chrissy