I haven't had it in me to blog the past few days. It's hard to write when you're not feeling happy if you don't want to write about what's making you feel that way.
Soon I'll post about Chloe's birthday.
The party was really great, and I really loved seeing all the friends and family. She's been teething though, so there were some meltdowns and she didn't sleep well that night. She slept okay last night, and I'm hoping tonight goes well enough too. I can handle waking up 1-2 times. When it gets to 3-5 times, I stop being able to function properly. It really makes me appreciate her (normally) awesome sleep habits that much more though.
My life has been a whirlwind of worry.
I go to work and spend a lot of my time job searching, apartment searching, babysitter searching, looking over our budget, tweaking our budget, applying to some jobs, and eventually doing some actual work.
Then I get to pick the kids up, rush through dinner - which Madi typically won't eat anyway, then make our way through a bath most night, and trying to referee their playtime the rest of the time. On the really bad nights, we call it a Dora night and just let the tv do it's thing.
Finally, bedtime rolls around. I've started making it a bit earlier, since we have to wake the kids up each morning to get ready for work and daycare, so obviously they could use some extra sleep time if they're not already awake. I always look forward to tucking my step-daughter into bed, then sitting in the rocking chair in the dark in Chloe's room. Chloe sits with me, of course, and we either read a book or sing. Usually we sing.
The Wheels on the Bus
ABCs
The Little Green Frog
Twinkle Twinkle Little Star
Those are our favorites. Chloe knows a lot of the words.
It is by far the most amazing part of my day. We don't always get much alone time, and especially not much cuddle time, so it feels so nice to have that time with her.
Everything else just feels like a mess.