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I Hope I'm Something You've Been Missing...

Has it really been since late Monday night (Tuesday morning) since I've blogged?  Where has my week gone.  It seems like it's been forever since I've blogged.  I guess having busy days makes for a quick week.  I've made it to the gym every day this week for about an hour and then later helping my buddy off the bus.  Last night, Haley and I hung out with my little buddy all night and it was a good time.  He cracks me up and I love being able to just act like a kid.  We jumped on a trampoline, went out to eat, read books, colored and of course did homework.  I look forward to Haley someday being that age.  I have him again next Wednesday late (in addition to hanging out most days after school), to make up for the week I missed while out of town, and honestly, I am already looking forward to it.

Speaking of Haley she rolled over yesterday while I was dropping her by my parent's for a visit.  I couldn't believe it.  She did it like an old pro.  Since she was born, she has had unreal head control and is very strong.  Right when she was born and they put her on my chest, she lifted that little head of hers and looked right at me.  Wanting to be fed.  Not much has changed.  But because she was so strong, I was surprised she hadn't rolled over earlier.  She does what she wants.

So, because I was hanging out late last night, I didn't get to bed until after 1 a.m.  I woke up, feeling like I had been hit by a small train.  Every part of my body hurts.  But I decided to go to the gym anyway, since it was Zumba (more of a cardio class).  Then after that, I got the pleasure of watching my nephew.
He thought it was pretty funny to pull out her paci, hear her cry, then put it back in.  We all got a good laugh out of it.  She didn't find it funny. 

Check out my foot.  That is one good looking foot.  Oh ya, and Gaige showing some cousin love.

By the end of the visit, I think they decided that they will make pretty good friends.  And this momma decided that Haley might be an only child.  ( : Loved watching them play, but I was WORN out.  

Like seriously...I was worn out.  

Like so worn out, I ended up sending Ian away with Haley.  I felt like a horrible person and mom for doing so but I was about to loose it.  She was a bit fussy, and it literally made every part of my body hurt.  Everything I did seemed to make her fuss more.  I am not sure what it was, but I have never felt that tired in my life and I have had a few all-nighters in my lifetime.  I was EXHAUSTED.  So Ian took Haley to Wal-Mart so I could take a nap.  While sleeping I had the worst nightmare.  You know, the ones where you wake yourself up crying.  Then, I didn't know where I was or how long I had actually been sleeping.  I was even confused to what the day was.  After getting awake some I realized Ian and Haley had been gone for a lot longer than I thought.  I started calling for them around the house and it was completely empty.  Finally I called Ian and he was pulling in the drive way.  While they were away, apparently, "Haley" picked me out some lovely flowers which was really sweet of her.  Apparently it was obvious that I was struggling.  After some sleep, I did feel much better and enjoyed bathtime and put the kidlet to bed.

Well there you have it.  That is what I have been up to. 

Well, I have a glass of wine with my name written all over it.  And some Pretty Little Liars I need to catch up on.  

Until next time....  

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