The first year of a child's life is full of change. For Mia, however, there have been a few constants. One, boobs are good. Two, napping is bad. Three, sweet potatoes are the spawn of Satan.
Mia has been asleep in her crib for an hour and a half. It's her second nap, in her crib, today. She does it almost every day. Yesterday, she ate sweet potatoes. Twice. Brace yourselves, it is quite possible the world is coming to an end.
Anyway, I wanted to say that I hope you are not all feeling that I am neglecting you, because I totally am. See, we are having people to dinner on Saturday so that means I have to clean out all my closets. Don't ask, just go with it. Also, I am trying to get the basement into shape to be a playroom, which involved moving three large bookshelves worth of books out of the room, which I did all by myself because I am awesome and also got three-plus bookshelves worth of books onto only two bookshelves. Do you think I could arrange books professionally? And finally, remember that thing where I said I was starting a new blog because I am now a fabulous and impressive freelance writer? And then I never mentioned it again? Well, I'm finally starting that and will be splashing the new link all over the place starting tomorrow-ish, but now I have to write something that I don't hatey hate hate and I am having a little stage fright and do you think I could hire someone to freelance my freelancing?
I gotta go clean my laundry room, just in case our dinner guests have a sudden need to run something through a spin cycle.