I'm a Little Rusty
We've decided to try and get into a routine before we are forced into a routine. This means getting up earlier in preparation of going back to work (boo). So last night I set the alarm clocks in my bedroom and int he spare room in case I had to go there last night (I did). Anyway, I may have set the alarms but I forgot to turn them on. So we got up 45 minutes later than expected. Oh well. It's probably better to ease into things gradually than jump right in. I want to know what her schedule will be like. Turns out she does have a morning nap after all. Good to know.
I'm doing this because yesterday we met with the (might be the new) baby-sitter. She asked us about she schedule. I really didn't know what to say. Abby's schedule is always a little different each day. So hopefully if we get up every day at the same time, she will be more predictable. Hopefully.
So much has happened this last two weeks. We've had Mark's parents here and we did lots. Like go to the beach, have a boat ride and make s'mores. I keep wanting to write about it but I never get the chance. Then I forget what I want to say and never say it. I wanted to write this really nice piece reflecting on the last 5 years of marriage but I was too tired and then never got around to it. I wanted to share the beauty of the boat ride but got busy with other things. There's so much I want to say but can't. Even right now I'm debating continuing on this thread or going to have breakfast. My shaky fingers say breakfast. So I will leave yet another post unfinished.
I'm doing this because yesterday we met with the (might be the new) baby-sitter. She asked us about she schedule. I really didn't know what to say. Abby's schedule is always a little different each day. So hopefully if we get up every day at the same time, she will be more predictable. Hopefully.
So much has happened this last two weeks. We've had Mark's parents here and we did lots. Like go to the beach, have a boat ride and make s'mores. I keep wanting to write about it but I never get the chance. Then I forget what I want to say and never say it. I wanted to write this really nice piece reflecting on the last 5 years of marriage but I was too tired and then never got around to it. I wanted to share the beauty of the boat ride but got busy with other things. There's so much I want to say but can't. Even right now I'm debating continuing on this thread or going to have breakfast. My shaky fingers say breakfast. So I will leave yet another post unfinished.
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