This little blog of mine, I'm gonna let it shine. Or neglect the crap out of it. Either one.
I used to love journaling all the little details of my pretty normal days. Having kids has made me focus on day to day house tasks and family care-taking. Even more: having three kids, a husband and a nomadic life style have put my desire to chronicle our life at the bottom of my list. The thought of forgetting those memories makes me cringe! It's like losing digital pictures because you hit the wrong button: terrible!
I love the idea of being able to click around and remember different things on different dates or even to print out pages for my kids to see later. By the way, the kids' phrase for yesterday and/or last time is "lasterday." See? Will I remember that next year?
Tonight was a glimpse of what's to come. The kids went to bed (if they stay there past 4am is a COMPLETELY different story), the baby is sleeping on his own (I'm miraculously not typing with one hand while he's nursing), my hubs and I had some time together and I feel oddly refreshed for 10pm. Even after being awakened at 4am for the second day in a row, being up with the baby all night, dealing with a breast infection, taking care of a sick Eli...
And so, I'm promising myself a little "me" time to write/plan/think. My mind is SO full of ideas and things that need to get done. John can only take so much of "see how cute this pattern is? Does this stitch look crooked? Do you think the kids would like these Montessori sensory crafts or should I just stick to a letter/number thing today?" Ya know? He's a dude. It's like when he talks football or politics to me: in one ear and out the other!
With that, I'm off to see what else I can get done in a night!