
Today I will relish in the fact that it is raining (not safe to go out, must stay in and be lazy with Matilda), that I have the day off, that I am so blessed by the people in my life.
Yesterday Sam and I were recovering from a sleepless night with Til. Poor booboo had a tummy ache and cried all night. I hate feeling helpless when she's upset. After work I called Mom to see what her and Dad's dinner plans were and she had made a full delicious dinner for Sam and I to take home. Spaghetti (to die for), bread sticks (yum!), and salad (tasty!). I also got to see Grammy and Lynndaddy who brought us a framed painting that Lynndaddy had done of me and Matilda. I would have burst in to tears if our friendly contractor Ted had not been in the room (that would have been awkward). It is the sweetest painting. Will post pictures later.
After we got home we stuffed our faces, watched LOST, and crashed (luckily not on a crazy island, in our heavenly bed).
Sam and I need advice on where to go on vacation...we're saving up for a trip and would love suggestions.
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Hello sleep. It's been a long time.
Yesterday at work I started hallucinating when I was staring at the bed we have so beautifully decorated and I realized there was a major problem. Sam picked me up from work and after telling him I was going insane and that he didn't want me to be insane because that wouldn't be any fun, he offered like a true gentleman to "take one for the team." After celebrating some good news my family at our favorite haunt, I came home, turned off the monitor, and said goodnight. From 8:30 pm until 4 am I slept like a tiny baby should until a harried Sam stormed the room with a crying, hungry Matilda and a confused Guinness. He was exhausted, I was already feeling better (even though I would have loved a few more hours of delicious, uninterrupted sleep) so I took that little monkey and fed her and within minutes ALL three of them were snoring and I couldn't go back to sleep for the life of me. I toted that little angel to her crib and within minutes she was cawwing and clucking and cooing and squealing and then screaming. She was like that until 6! HELP!!!!!
Then I fed her and curled her up next to me and she's still asleep...it's after 9am.

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My Christmas wish has still not come true:(
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