Hosted by Jen at Conversion Diary.

I’ve got a 15 minute window of free time so let’s see if I can get this done.
It’s weird. This week I woke up on Tuesday thinking it was Friday. I woke up on Wednesday thinking it was Friday. I woke up on Thursday thinking it was Friday. Then this morning I woke up and thought, “Is it Friday already?” I think something is seriously wrong with me.

I’ve still been really concerned about my brother. He is doing better than when he first got to the ER. (We later came to realize he was at death’s door. Scaaaaary.) However, he’s not out of the woods yet. He had a little set back and will be in the hospital for another few days but at least he is out of ICU. Please keep him in your prayers. (And thanks to those who have been praying already. Mwuaah!)

I’m typing this with one hand as Matthew is falling asleep in my arms. I’m looking at his hair and it’s growing in half brown and half blond. I’m looking again…blond? Huh. I always pictured my babies as cute little Hispanic looking kids with darker skin and dark eyes and dark hair and instead I got little cuties with light skin and lighter hair (than mine). But they all have my dark eyes and my chubby cheeks. (Not sure if that last one is a compliment or insult. Oh well.)

Speaking of hair, I’ve entered that lovely postpartum stage when your pregnancy-thick hair starts to fall out. Poor Brian, the other day he was taking a shower and couldn’t figure out why the water was going down the drain so slow. Um, sorry sweetie.

Okay, I need to pause for a break because Matthew is fussing and won’t settle. I think he’s gotten tired of hearing the keyboard clicking away and me ignoring him while he is trying to get cozy with me. Once I stand up and hold him closer and talk quietly to him he’s out in minutes. So let me go take care of that…

Okay, that wasn’t too bad. He is out and sound asleep in his crib. As an added mommy bonus, after getting the baby to sleep there was a toxic toddler diaper to be changed. Once when Brian was blessing the house with holy water I told him he should just stick a couple of the kid’s dirty diapers at the front door. They were surely rank enough to scare away the demons.

Okay, what time is it. Oh man, it’s been half an hour since I first tried to sit down for my “free” time. Well, I should get minutes back on the clock for taking care of duties…um, duties I should have been doing in the first place. Hmm. Okay, enough of this nonsense. I have to at least offer one intelligent take so you don’t shake your fist at me for completely wasting your time – after all you’ve got your own smelly diapers to deal with.
My last take is to remind you that Elizabeth over at In the Heart of My Home blog has started her book study series on The 10 Habits of Happy Mothers: Reclaiming our Passion, Purpose, and Sanity. I bought this book after hearing Dr. Meeker speak on EWTN but it got lost in the never ending pile of books I hope to finish. I dusted it off and started reading again. Hopefully reading with online buddies will help me to finish it before I start something else. I’ll try to post more about chapter one next week. (After I get that Catholic baby shower post up.) 😉
(Oh, and Matthew is already crying. What kind of nap was that??)

Oh well, have a great weekend!