The little one is currently falling asleep in my lap.
I caved and let the two older kids share a room tonight. Picking my battles.
I'm at odds with my face today. The circles under my eyes are like a walking advertisement for Ambien.
I miss having a close group of girlfriends. You know, to drink coffee and gossip with.
Remy has given me gray hair. Really. Since he was born the amount of gray on my head has tripled.
It's been 71 days since I had my feet on Louisiana soil. And oddly, I don't miss it.