mush

1. I found rugs for both babies' rooms at a consignment sale today. Asher's is perfect, but Silas' is debatable. I'm not sure I can get it clean enough to feel good about it. As my dad would say, though, it was a 10$ gamble I was willing to make. At least it gave me some good nursery ideas, which I needed.

2. Mikkee came to visit this week. That's why you haven't heard as much from me. It was her first visit since Asher was born when there wasn't some big event in the works - a birthday or baptism or whatever. It was nice. Asher learned pretty quickly that Mikkee was a life-sized toy. He was sad to see her go.

3. Missy at It's Almost Naptime wrote about being tired. Yes, me too. It's funny you should mention 2:09 a.m. - at 2:09 a.m., I was listening to Asher cry, watching the clock in the living room, while the rest of the house was undoubtedly listening to Asher cry from their beds and wondering how long I was going to leave him in there. I had done everything I could. He was clean, he was in new jammies. He'd been rocked, he'd been medicated, he'd been up for two hours. He just didn't want to go back to bed. It was sad for everyone, but a few tears were necessary for sleep last night. Tonight he's at his grandma's house. Praise God for grandmas.

4. Asher is on a new allergy medication and a new round of antibiotics, and Brian and I both have been BEATEN by this round of illness. I'm so glad he's a basically healthy kid. If this was our life, and not just our February, I might lose my mind.

5. That's all. This cannot possibly be a very interesting post for most of you, but the mind of the sleep-deprived is, well, mush.

Have a good weekend everyone.