Tuesday, July 8, 2014
I feel like I'm in a constant state of catch up around here...
Catching up on the sleep lost during the first week of potty training A with middle of the night trips and early morning nature calls.
Catching up on the sleep from the same week because Kenley learned to crawl and just wanted to be on the move, at all hours.
Sleep from this past week as Kenley now is pulling up and I find her in the middle of the night sitting in the crib or standing there crying for me, you know, just because she can.
Catching up on getting my diet back on track after months of "why not, donut?"
Catching up on uploading all my videos from my phone to my hard drive because I don't do it nearly enough and getting the memory full alert when trying to take a picture of my baby crawling for the first time to send her daddy really grinds my gears.
Catching up on emails that have found their way to the bottom of my inbox without any reply sent - so sorry!
Catching up Game of Thrones because we just started the series a few weeks ago since we had been wrapped up in finally finishing Dexter after we binged on six seasons of Breaking Bad.
Catching up on getting back on schedule after this crazy (and fun!) weekend. We had a low key Fourth with my best friend coming over to play with A (and Kenley and me too) and then hitting our pool before dinner, where we basically had it to ourselves. The next day we traveled to Long Island for our friends' daughter's birthday party, and while the time spent there was awesome and quite possibly Ashlynn's very own Favorite Things episode - swings, sandbox, water table, face painting, swimming pool, ice cream truck, giant Ariel balloon, cake... I'm probably leaving a 100 things out like spotting the family cat when tagging along inside for a baby diaper change. But any, run sentence and digression aside, the 6 hour travel always throws our schedule way off. I probably spent three of the six hours smushed between two car seats, so there was that. And once we got home around 8pm, Kenley starving since she hadn't eaten since 4:30, nursed and instead of going to sleep decided she was going to throw her own party until 10:30pm. It was insane. I had been up since 4am that morning with her. She finally seems to be getting back on track with proper naps and not waking quite as many times during the night, but I'll be happy when it's even less. Sunday we went out for bagels and coffee in the morning and had a swim lesson that night.
And now, I'm going to catch up on my unread blogs, the to-do list I have to make, and maybe the book I started reading two months ago.