Random. . . it’s that kind of day.
This morning I found a smelly dead fish that hopped right out of the tank. I was wondering why our house smelled like dead fish. Hmmm…
Thrasher woke up at 5:30am. Then he decided to take a long nap after I already had a huge cup of coffee and couldn’t go back to sleep.
Our good friends, Matthew and Meghan, are having their baby girl today!
I got a $300 speeding ticket last week on the same day we had friends throw us a baby shower. It made everything better.
In the past 2 weeks, I’ve had at least 5-10 complete strangers in my house judging and watching the way I parent.
Have I mentioned I’m a new parent and still have no idea what I’m doing?
We’ve been trying to get pregnant for 15 months now, in which time almost all of our friends have had babies and/or gotten pregnant.
Today I woke up wishing I could see the bigger picture, then I saw this sweet baby boy.
I totally get now why mom’s cut their hair short after the baby is a couple months old. T likes to rip all of mine out.
I made homemade cinnamon rolls for breakfast this morning. What else is there to do at 6am?
I just realized I haven’t posted pictures of our nursery yet. Then I remembered it’s because I still need 3 more things before it’s “done”.
Friday morning I have to drive Thrasher to Tampa to get a procedure done and won’t be able to feed him before. In other words, if you’re planning on being at TGH on Friday morning, you might want to reschedule due to a screaming baby.
I’ve yet to figure out this whole “you nap when they nap” thing. If I do that, how will stuff ever get done?
So far, the “foster” part has been harder than the “parent” part.
Pumpkin lattes make everything better, except my stomach. They make that worse.

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