I'm exhausted.
Ben did not want to take a nap today. He kept taking little 10 minute catnaps... but those did neither of us any good. Well, I guess they did ME some good because I kept having to run up and down the stairs to go see why he was crying. Exercise. Yeah. Maybe after a few more weeks of this, my ex-pregnant tummy won't feel like play-dough anymore.
On the bright side. When he wasn't fighting sleep, he was very happy. See picture below.
Yep. I finally managed to catch his elusive little toothless smile on camera!
On days like today, when I can get absolutely NOTHING done, I try to think of taking care of Ben as my 9-5 (er... 7-6) job. If I were working at a job outside my house(see I've already learned the p.c. stay-at-home mommy lingo!) I wouldn't get any cleaning or grocery shopping done either. It helps me get through those frustrating days when I just have to drop everything and hold him, carry him, rock him, sing to him, feed him... and the list goes on. Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to another episode of EXTREME BABYSITTING!!!
The second shift has arrived home and has taken the little poop machine upstairs so I can have a break. It's so nice to just sit here in the quiet... except for the fact that my head feels like it's vibrating -- a well-known side effect of EXTREME BABYSITTING...
I'm off to do some mindless internet surfing...