Get your pads and pens ready because it’s time for the Week In Review.
The Week In Review is a list, in its purest form, not of the things you still need to do, but of all the things you have done in the last seven days. It’s an achievement list, an ode to yourself, a celebration of sorts, and a virtual pat on the back or smack on the ass. Wink, wink, nudge, nudge.
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♫ You can do it, put your list into it. ♫
I hope you aren’t sick of all things baby because having a newborn at home is pretty much dominating my life right now, so if babies aren’t your thing, feel free to come back another day. I promise to blog about something else… one day… some day… soon… ish.
(♫ I’m too sexy for my Boppy, too sexy for my Boppy. So sexy it hurts. ♫)
Let’s get listing:
On Monday, I cried huge, messy, snot filled, alligator tears when Ave was awake for nine straight hours. I only mention it because it was the bulk of my day.
(She may look like the Hubby, but her mannerisms are all me.)