Hello! I feel like I am sending an email to a friend I haven't seen in a long time, like a pen pal or something. That's kinda sad. The good news is that I finally feel like I have energy again and fully plan on using it to do fun stuff.
This week I actually spent the majority of my time (that wasn't spent changing diapers, breaking up fights, or making sure that my kids weren't starving) working on a little project for little babe #3.
I recovered the car seat that we used for the other two boys! It was definitely looking a little sad and showing its age. I think it turned out pretty stinkin' adorable and now I am working (slowly but surely) on the stroller that works with the car seat. I was pretty bummed when I realized that my Phil and Teds double is an older model which means that I can't buy a car seat attachment for it. BUT, I figure that I will probably just wear little Bean (we haven't picked out a name yet, can you tell???) whenever I have all three by myself and put the two older boys in the double.... at least until someone rebels and refuses to sit in the stroller anymore. Then I will simply refuse to leave the house with all of them in tow. There, I win.... or lose. We are going to go with win though. I have seen those mothers at Target trying to keep three or more kids together and remember what she was there for to begin with.... no thank you. I will work my way up to places like Target. Maybe I'll start with Walmart or something. I am pretty sure that there is always at least one or two kids (someone else's, of course) yelling every time that I go in there. At least I would feel like we were blending in.
Also, I have made an appointment to get my hair did. (yup I just said that).
This is kind of a big deal for me. I haven't had my hair professionally cut since November. NOVEMBER.
It's longer than normal, so that's a plus I guess. Now I just need to figure out what I want to do with it. I don't even know who's going to be cutting it. I just called and took the first available spot my salon had. That's what I might call desperation.... but am going to refer to it as "faith in the stylist". It doesn't really matter what it looks like I suppose, since it will probably be another 9 months before I make it back over to get a trim. I should look into some hats just in case.....