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Cricut Promo Savings on Cricut Explore Air™ and More

*To support this blog, this post contains affiliate links and I will be compensated if you make a purchase after clicking through my links.  Today, I’m putting up a special post for those crafters and scrapbookers out there who have been waiting to get their hands on some cool Cricut stuff. As an affiliate, I get a special notice of all… Read more →

Travel Project Life kit, Project Life cards

Project Life Travel Kit from My Creative Shop

*This post contains affiliate links to CreateForLess.com I’ve been in my studio again, working away. This time, on some new Travel-themed handmade cards for Project Life. Summer gives us so many opportunities for new adventures and if you are a documenter of life, you know you’ll have more than just a couple of layouts to fill for the season. I absolutely… Read more →

Baby covering face

We Are Regrouping

Please forgive our lack of content while we are regrouping. This is just one example of what happens to your brain when you have babies: you forget a LOT of stuff, including but in no way limited to renewing your hosting account. Then one day, when you’re finally ready to unleash all of your stories and wisdom onto your readership, you wake up… Read more →

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That Girl

sleeping infant, sisterhood blog, shower in my futureBaby falls asleep and I enthusiastically march into the shower. As the warm water hits my tired body, I feel as if I stepped into some forbidden exotic waterfall. I dab Pantene onto my hair and revel in this delicious opportunity to wash myself clean of all the baby puke that’s been spewed onto various parts of my body over the past … um, who needs to count how many days.

As I slather conditioner onto my strands, I hear a cry. Am I hallucinating? I always seem to hear baby cries whenever I’m more than a few feet away from him. I stand still, trying to tune out the noise of the water, intently listening for signs of Baby’s distress.

Nope, not hallucinating. Baby woke up and is now screaming his head off in his bassinet.

Ok, I reason with myself, maybe he will self-soothe and fall right back to sleep (yeah, right, dream on, lady). I proceed with rinsing conditioner out of my hair, quite frantically. Every second is precious commodity. I finish the rest of my shower routine in record time (yay), run out of the bathroom and head in the direction of the screaming child.

At the bassinet, my towel decides to slide off to the floor. As I pick it up and wrap it around myself again, I realize that one of my armpits is still unshaven.

Oh well, maybe next time. I get my screaming child, hold him close and kiss his head.

And in that moment, nothing else matters.