06/26/2009
I don’t have the energy to rehash it right now, but Aaron and I did talk last night (this morning?). For so long, in fact, that I didn’t make it to bed until almost two. So naturally, with my luck being my luck, Benjamin picks this morning of all mornings to wake up at five. Lovely.
He’s laying here on the bed beside me right now, giggling and blowing raspberries and WAY too awake for this time of the morning, and I’m having a genuine ‘why did I want kids, again?’ moment.
But only slightly.
So, I guess I’m going to get him situated so he can safely play and roll around on the bed and I’m going to work on cleaning my bed room. I might need to rent out a backhoe for the job, if I can find one at this early hour. My room hasn’t been clean since Ben’s birth; who knows how long it’ll take me to get the job done, but at least I can make a managable dent in the chaos before the other kids get up. Or before the little man gets sleepy enough to go back to bed.