Foggy

Oy.

My brain is all over the place lately.

That's the only way I can explain it. I know the surge of pregnancy hormones are to blame, but it still doesn't make up for the fog I've been walking around in lately. 

Luckily, I remember this place well from my other pregnancies. I know it's a fleeting thing. I know that in a few weeks, I'll feel like myself again. This fog is going to lift and be replaced with sunshine again.

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Remy is becoming a terrorist. A terrorist that will not stay away from the staircase. 

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It's once again just us at home, my MIL departed in the snow this morning. The kids are in full post-holiday funk. But we've been keeping a little secret from them.

A secret that is sure to cheer them up.

My mom will be here on Friday afternoon to help me out after some minor surgery next week. 

I cannot wait to see their faces when she walks through the door.

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This little drawing came home in Owen's homework folder today. It says.."The thing I liked about Christmas was the time I spent with my family. It was a good time. TOGETHER!"

I really, really struggle with the amount of crap my kids get at Christmas. I mean, I'm appreciative that people love my children enough to spend money on them, but I worry that they're never going to comprehend what really matters.

But I guess we did something right this year?

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I know I owe y'all a New Years post. It's coming. 

Eventually. 

Maybe. 

And speaking of pregnancy, a post is coming about that too. :)