So far today, I finally got in touch with Hubby, I had been trying since last night. When I pointed out to him that I had been trying for 12 hours to get in touch with him, he responded with, "I have to sleep, and it isn't like I'm going to take a phone to the bathroom with me." That conversation left me with all kinds of great hope that he will be here when the baby is born.
I have changed TLL's sheets/diaper/clothes three times. I have changed H's twice. I have started three loads of laundry so that I'll have sheets to put down for TLL when she hopefully takes a nap. She has been up since roughly 4:00 a.m.
I have baked three sets of fortune cookies, but haven't yet met with any success.
I used an entire roll of paper towels to clean H's vomit up off the floor.
I need to sterilize bottles. I need to do more laundry. I need to remake beds with clean sheets. I am so tired, I am on the verge of tears, I am hot. I wish that I had someone to pass the reigns off to for a couple of hours. I don't.
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