All Monday's are hard, but the Monday after spending 4 days in a row with the hubs is even harder. Tackling daily events with the man that makes your feel confident, beautiful, special, and secure is so much easier than sitting in the living room alone with a crying baby, suit cases full of dirty clothes, and so many things to do before we head out for a another crazy weekend.
Our Thanksgiving weekend was great, but there is something about getting an almost 8-month-old out of her routine. To say the least as we walked into our front door yesterday it was great to be home.
The Christmas tree is half-way-up. We opened the never-before-opened-box and fluffed the tree last night. Tonight decorating it is on the list of too-many-to-dos. Alivia cried pretty much the whole time we were sitting it up, hoping tonight goes better.
Tis' the season, right?