For days, I've been wanting to write about Baby Girl's swimming lessons on Wednesday.
But on Thursday, we had such a cuddly, quiet day. We went to the playground. We went to the Farmer's Market. We took a 2 hour nap in the afternoon, snuggling up together like the mama cat from the youtube video. (What? Is everyone over that already? I actually liked that one.)
Then on Friday, Baby Girl got sick. She seemed fussy and out of sorts all morning, then around 3 in the afternoon she threw up. Instantly, I could tell something was wrong. It just looked like a little spit up, but it smelled vile, and my poor girlie was heaving in my arms and gagging. She cried a terrifying cry for about half an hour then fell asleep on me. She woke up 3 hours later a little subdued but mostly okay.
Then on Saturday I got a pedicure. Hubby insisted. He even drove me there and took the baby to the Target near the spa while he waited for me.
So I've been down, and I've been up. At some point, my brain will be able to focus on swimming lessons again. Just not right now.