Hoo boy, bloggin’ just ain’t what it used to be.

First of all, I have let too many days go by and so there are eleventy kajillion things I could tell you about (all completely and totally crucial to your existence) and secondly OMG THERE IS NO TIME.

When I get up in the morning it’s like there is a large metal crank on my back and I wind it up tight and then it’s putterputterputterputterputterGOGOGO all day until I surrender to sweet sweet oblivion in my bed at night.  And as wretched as the last weeks of pregnancy were, if that was the penance I had to pay to get a baby that sleeps like this one does at night, well I’m 1000% ok with that. DONE AND DONE. So night time is at least fairly restful, unlike the first year with Bug, where just the thought of the sun sinking below the horizon made me nauseous with dread about another 8 or so hours of God awful misery where everyone in the whole world was asleep except for me never me OH GOD I WILL NEVER SLEEP AGAIN.

I’m still a little traumatized.

But LG! She sleeps! Like sometimes even 5 hours at a time!  I would feel bad about bragging about that, except that I don’t. See: above.

Where was I going with this? I don’t remember.

Oh right: a kajillion things, no time.