Months Seven & Eight

Months seven and eight have been an absolute blur!  Every time I sat down to create a post, something else took precedence.  Sorry Alexis, but you're getting a combo post to catch everyone up on your continued development.  #workingmomproblems #secondchildsyndrome #notenoughtimeintheday.

Number Nine

Nine has always been my lucky number.  It was my varsity soccer jersey number, Justin and I started dating on the ninth of February in 1999, my first dorm room was 309, and Justin and I got married in 2009.  It also just so happens that Jayson was born on the ninth of May, which means that this past Sunday (the ninth of February) he became 9 months old.  Yeah... nine whole months.  Which means I have three months until his first birthday.  I don't know whether to be happy about that fact or if I should start bawling.  What I do know is that month nine for Jayson has brought a lot of changes and this by far has become my favorite age of his.  He's just so much fun right now!

All over the place

Much like my brain lately, today's post is going to be all over the place.   I'm completely swamped at work.  I am seriously behind on house chores.  Oh yeah, and our dryer died.  Add all of that to the fact that Jayson started a new daycare this week and you get one stressed out mommy.  Not to mention, this feels like the longest four day work week EVER.