Whenever we do finally get out of this condo I'll be so glad b/c no one can be upstairs for 6 hours out of the day that Weston is napping since he wakes so easily, so the bathroom, my room and laundry are off limits which makes it really hard to get much done.
I was supposed to go to the prayer room this morning but it's just not happening. Not sure it will anymore. I feel pretty overwhelmed with the simple fact that I have two kids now. I know in a few months/years it will get a little easier. I constantly remind myself that this is just a season, that my dreams are not gone just put on hold for a little while.
Kingston sure cracks us up though. Every morning when we come downstairs for the day the first thing he does is pour himself a cup of coffee from his little kitchen. haha I think he's picking up on something. On more than one occasion I've found him upstairs sternly telling george (his monkey) to go night night. Yesterday he was playing with his doll and said "good job baby, your so smart". I'm not sure what the baby did but it's interesting and also sometimes scary to see how much they are watching you to learn what they are supposed to say and do.