|(And taking silly pictures.)|
I saw that phrase somewhere and thought it was a nice thought.
How slowly did I live today?
Pretty slowly when you take into account my nearly 3 hours of napping.
My new schedule has finally been approved and I am now spending a couple of afternoons at home! Today was my first day and I practically skipped out of the building and all of the way to my car.
She cried, spit up all over the Moby wrap, and was practically falling out of the wrap trying to lay down on the way home. I ate lasagna while nursing, and then a piece of pie with my bare hands while she fussed and nursed. I intended to lay down with her for a little while.
One hour later, she'd woken up and I was still in bed. We were so comfy there that I nursed her back to sleep and--poof!--2 hours were gone and I was waking up only because she was hungry again.
So. To recap: my afternoon was perfect.