The First Blog I Ever Wrote…

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Day One -Another busted lip
12-4-17 (FIRST EVER WRITTEN BLOG)

Started the day at 6:30 am on the couch.
See guys, when you have a toddler who is seriously as stubborn as a bull, and just won’t give in to NOT co-sleeping. The results are that Ryan (husband) and I, now take turns co-sleeping. That’s real talk. We take turns on our VERY uncomfortable couch, just so we can get uninterrupted sleep. Still uncomfortable. But, not interrupted. (Pick your battles guys)

Gracie was still asleep and we forgot to set the camera up facing the bed so that I wouldn’t have to do exactly what I had to do. Which was go downstairs, and lay in the bed with her (awake) until she woke up.(Safety first )
Dad leaves at 7:15 am.
Gracie finally wakes at 7:30 am.

This is a relief in a way, you guys. Because I hate, hate laying around when I’m wide awake. Anyone else?
I know, I should take advantage of the “resting” moments. But that’s just not me.

Breakfast happening by 8 am. Bath time shortly after and then as 9:30 am rolls around, Gracie and I are finding ourselves bored, and having the 4 wall syndrome. (Stuck in a House)

So, we packed up and went too, grandmas. ❤️ (thank god she’s down the street)
As I write this, I am laughing because no one is following me yet and so I sorta feel like I am just basically journaling to myself.

Anyways, back too subject.

10:30 am and we are headed back home. Nice visit. Yeah, trips are normally short with a toddler. I don’t make the rules. The toddler does apparently.

Just kidding. I needed a shower. (Which I haven’t gotten still. it’s 2:48 pm) (BIG SIGH)

12:25 pm Gracie takes her nap of the day. Well, we are hoping for ONE NAP. But she makes the rules. Duh.
Wakes up at 1:47 pm.
Kid, you did not sleep long enough. I say that with love. She just needs rest.

❤️

Is anyone else working on nap transition, with a heavy dose of multiple molars popping? Anyone??
Lunch. blah blah. Turkey dogs and Strawberries. Yeah, I was an overachiever today.

But hey, I did make an excellent breakfast! I assure you. Oh, and dinners in the crockpot. (The machine that cooks for you. Such a beautiful invention)
3:02 pm, Gracie is doing work. She does this thing where she hides when she is going poop.
Well, she thinks she is hiding but then I can see her through the curtains. She thinks it is funny to wrap around inside the drapes. It is not funny. At least she cannot know it is. Ha Ha.
Okay, moving on.

Seriously will never understand why toddler poop smells like a LEGIT out-house. Like how does it resemble SO well?! Lmao
So Gracie and I are just waiting for Daddy to get home from work. Another 45 minutes or so until we get to hang. She and I decided that snap chat would be fun. (Well I did)
4: 15 pm and daddy’s home! Time to get dinner going! Thank you crock pot!

To be continued after stuffing my face.
Oh my Lord that was SO good.
Okay, so routine puts us at 5:20 currently and it’s pajama time for Gracie.
Ryan and I are hoping too fit in at least one of our shows tonight.
(High hopes)

Shoot, a reminder just was given to me. I have to go set up the camera for the morning. (Mom Brain) HERE I GO…

Shoot the Christmas lights also need hung up in the front window. Do chores ever end as an adult? Let alone a parent?

The camera is up! 6: 06 pm what a fast chore.
Window lights are on hold until tomorrow. For now some good ol family time.
Good night everyone.
Thanks for reading!
Chat tomorrow

Awesome yet unfortunate last-minute input. Gracie just fell into the laundry basket and busted her top lip.
Mind you, this is the second time. She just busted her lip last week hitting the coffee table. (Which is now gone!)

Lord help me.

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