I keep waiting for this blogging daily thing to get easier, but so far the day have been blurs, and the evenings are when I would rather be doing anything besides writing. You could replace "writing" with any number of tasks, really. Chris and I are constantly marveling at how hopelessly hard it is to do anything around here. I feel like this will change some day, so I try to be okay with our limitations, but it's difficult to always feel as if you are falling behind.
I swear I will blog about something other than how crazy having two kids has made our lives. I feel silly, because obviously people have way more kids than this and probably get way more accomplished than we do. But, this is it right now. The kids have taken over our lives, and it may be a long time before we get them back.
I have so much I want to talk about here: my mom's cancer scare, my sister's pregnancy, my new baby, and, of course, ever so many Charlotte stories.
Good thing I have all month to get it right.
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