I've been up since 6. I know this is really no biggie. Unless you have breastfed a baby every couple of hours and you cling to the hope of being able to stay in bed until 8am. That's me. Baby M has given up food. All food. She is protesting and will only take the boob. Ninny. The breast. Whatever you may call it in your house.
How do I feel about being my almost 8 months old only food supply? Well, and if you get technical, everyone in the house. EXHAUSTED is how I feel. But I love every minute of it!
Last night was B2's scouts ceremony. It was really good. I am glad that B2 has this time with his dad! They both enjoy it.
Christmas will be here before we know it. 14 days. Two weeks. About 353 hours. Not that I am counting. I found this countdown to Christmas clock.