Work
Sometimes it just feels good to be at work. Mostly after a very long weekend with a toddler that wouldn't nap and had to be distracted by two people just to have her diaper changed. And especially after a morning where this toddler had to be held down, while I was being kicked, to put pants on so we could leave the house. When not even a pop on the butt made a difference in her attitude.
Around Christmas when schedules are so messed up, it's a little rough for an almost 2 year old. Kids need schedules. And we're still trying to get back on ours, except it'll all get messed up again next week when she stays home with us every day but Wednesday. A week of not going to Nana's house really messes a girl up when it's 6:30 AM again and we need to get in the car.
Is it January yet?
I sure do hope that these things get easier with age. And here we are trying to get pregnant again.
We must be insane.