i'm having a better tuesday than monday.
i got another 7 hours of sleep last night. yays.
i didn't like the groggy feeling this morning though.
and my back is still hurting, but not as bad as before.

i'm almost done with washing all the baby's clothes. i think there's 2 more loads and the blankets left.
i need to hit up the produce market cause we're almost out of fresh fruits.

this whole nursery furniture situation is really starting to bug me so i think i'm gonna try again with milliondollarbaby. the main reason i really want the furniture from there is because they have EVERYTHING and it was my first and only pick for the nursery decor. however, they are some incompetent assholes so if it doesn't work this time i'll just order from target.
besides that, the only thing we have left to buy are the bassinet, car seats, and a bouncer or swing [maybe both], and Jay still needs to finish childproofing the house. then we'll be pretty much set until the little karate kid gets here. oh, i still need to sterilize all those bottles. i'll make Jay do it.

this baby business is pretty damn stressful and time consuming.


i just got a text from Jay saying he has really good news but he can't tell me until he gets home. i really hate it when he does that. i'm a nosey bitch. don't say you have something to tell me if you're not gonna tell me right away. that's so fucking annoying.

i know i said hell would freeze over before my blog turned into one of those god-awful mommy blogs [or something of that effect], but i feel like that is exactly what's happening. and i don't really like it. like, right now, i feel the need to write that zoe has the hiccups and i just got the kick where she lets me know it's time for food. that makes me nervous and frustrated. i don't have a somewhat-interesting life anymore. it's all baby stuff. i don't know. i feel like i'm a completely different person. one of which i'm not really ready to be. this shit makes sense in my head but not so much as i'm typing it.

the point is.....i don't know what the point is.
i have to pee.

Labels: baby business, so random

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