8 months

Time flies over here.  Here's Dominic in the tub showing off his two bottom teeth.  He has one top front tooth too.  He also crawls and pulls up, and eats and sleeps like a champ.  He's a good, sweet baby.  I'm at home with him today, he's got a fever, poor thing.  Guess it's that back to school virus. =(

I'm going to be honest, things could be easier over here.  We still have the old house for sale, and that house weighs on me.  I never pictured that house to be such a burden.  I am restless, have a hard time relaxing lately.  There are loads of laundry, grocery shopping, a messy house, two full time jobs, and the kids all gotta go somewhere.  I'm often stressed.

I'm anxious for a change of some sort, a lightening of my load somehow.  Not a weekend date, or an extra hour somewhere, a real change of pace.  Wish me luck.

Hold me, hold me!

I get this look from Charlotte pretty often, especially when I'm holding Dominic.

Oh Goodness

This picture was taken literally months ago, but that's ok, right?  This was taken on our 11th anniversary, May 26th, 2012.  A lot has changed in the past 11 years, and I imagine a lot more will change in the next 11 years.    The summer flew by, we're all up and out the door every week day morning now, which makes me sad.  John's back at work, Dominic goes to a new babysitter, and the girls are off to preschool.  This weekend is the annual Jour de Fete in Ste. Genevieve, and now that we live in town, we'll be in the thick of it.  I'm being pulled in a million different directions right now, and just between you and I, something gotta give. Wish me luck, send me hugs, say some prayers.