...This is how I feel today.  Irritated.  Anxious.  Frustrated.  Annoyed.  Tired.  Tired.  Did I say tired? 

To make matters worse, I have to work today.  Only four hours actually (3-7pm).  I don't necessarily dislike my job.  I just dislike going to work.  I stress all day about it.  When I'm at work I stress about what Ava's doing at home.  Staying home all day with her has made me a control freak.  I want to know what she's doing at every second.  It makes me sad to think that she's doing things and going places that I don't know about.  (On the bright side, at least my teeth don't look like that).

Bottle Sling

I usually have an open mind about baby products and gadgets.  I try not to knock 'em til I try 'em.  The other day I was at the store and I saw a product called the "Baby Sling."  {Blew my mind}  Here is what it looks like:

 

Maybe I shouldn't judge too quickly, as I've only given Ava a bottle once in her life.  She only gets bottles from her Dad when I'm at work.  But come on?  Do people really use this thing?  You don't have time to feed your child?  Feeding time is one of the best parts of our day.  It's relaxing and rewarding.  I think babies should be held while they are eating, is that to much to ask?  I guess the only scenario I understand using a bottle sling would be with multiples.  And I will never ever criticize a mom of multiples.  I couldn't handle more than one baby at a time.  Mom, you're a rock star. 

 I am the luckiest Mom in the world.

Sorry for the lag in blog posts.  I've been working a ton lately, therefore I've been napping during Ava's naps, instead of blogging.  Some nights I work until 3am, getting to bed at 4.  Ava usually gets up once around 4:30-5 and then again at 6:30.  Not much sleep for Momma.  It's absolutely worth it though to spend every day with her. 

Three days ago I woke up with a sore back.  I've tried heating pads, Tylenol, Motrin.  Can't take any of the "good stuff" b/c of BF'ing.  I don't think lifting my 18 pound side kick (Ava) 100x a day is helping the situation. 

Some geeky teenage boy just knocked on the door (when Ava is napping of course, thank God even with a bad back I'm quick, got Darrell hustled outside before he could bark).  He was on a mountain bike and wanted to know if he could mow the lawn for $25 bucks.  I told him "No, that's what my husband's for."

Enough of the random thoughts.  Hopefully I can do some more interesting blogs in the near future.