This post is a copout, so I won’t even pretend to title it like a normal person

We are better! Better!

I mean, clearly:

My parents got her an Anywhere Chair for Christmas and she grins like a total fool every time I put her in it.

That was ROUGH, yo. No one slept! Well, she did, but I did not, because the only way SHE could sleep was attached to my boob. Yes, really, and of course I let her, because come on, it was FLUBABY, and she was so very sick, the poor little punkin pie. And I am BEHIND on … everything. Everything under the sun. Adam and I were consumed with sick baby, he was consumed with helping me out with all the other stuff, and it’s insane how a tiny person can take up so! much! time! while doing nothing but sitting in your arms and moaning piteously.

But! We’re better. I’m just catching up on everything and it ain’t pretty. Our house looks like someone broke in, threw everything around and left. There are bills that want to be like, PAID or something, and God, seriously, our universe is a fucking train wreck, from ONE FRACKING FLU. And holy shit, there is sleeping that needs to be done, because we are all SO TIRED from the all-night Flubaby fests, and oh my God, you do not care about this one whit, so HERE, here’s another picture of my happy, healthy bunny in her new chair.

Happy Thursday!

32 comments December 2nd, 2009