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This week is my last week to ever have a baby of my own! Remy Bea turns one in exactly ONE week; which means my days with having a baby are numbered. I’m happy and oh so sad about it. Bittersweet, friends. So this week I’ll be soaking up the baby time as much as humanly possible!
I’m grateful to have had a pretty decent weekend, considering. These days any weekend without significant illness is awesome.We ended up making our (seemingly) weekly pilgrimage to Costco — ha! Seriously, that was the highlight of our weekend — which is totally fine by me.
I’m content in knowing that I’m starting this week out on the right foot. Yesterday evening I cleaned the whole house, folded the laundry, did the dishes, and set out our clothes for today — just to make sure I gave myself a break this morning. I refuse to be unprepared this week.
I really wish I could hang on to this momentum for the rest of the week. I mean, I’ve barely planned Remy Bea’s first birthday party and it’s just days away! Eeeeeek!
I’m so happy to say that I’m no longer sleeping in the same room as Miss Bea. The last few days have been far from blissful, but they have been better than normal. I’m not certain if she’s sleeping any better, but heck!, I just can’t hear her screaming in my face. And it’s lovely.