Honestly, I feel like my life is just one big confession these days. House a disaster? Check. Fast food two days in a row. Check. Entirely too much caffeine. Check. Going to bed too early without accomplishing anything? Check. Oversleeping and then acting like a crazy person trying to get out the door in the morning? Check. Taking baby out in public in only a diaper and zip-up hoodie (because he spit up all over everything else)? Check. Haveing bitten off more than I can chew in virtually every area of my life? Check. Check and CHECK.
Yep, that about sums things up...
We aren't sleeping much around here anymore. Who needs it?!? I have Sam's teething, ear infection, stuffiness, and general PM-induced grumpiness to thank for that fact. The only good thing about my 11PM - 2AM "hang-out" time with Sam? The full bag of jellybeans I devoured during that time... Love it.
Also, in case I haven't told you, I'm pretty convinced that I birthed an actual vampire. I was suspicious because of his extremely pale skin; but, now that the pediatrician has, in fact, confirmed that he is getting "fangs" (translation: his incisors are coming in before his front two teeth), I'm certain. This would certainly explain some of his undesirable nighttime rituals... Oh well, I'll love him just the same; and, thankfully, vampires are totally in right now. So hot.
Sorry this is lame, it's just all I have in me today. Link up so people can read something of quality, ok? ;)