I'm getting bad about updating this blog. Sorry about that. It's just that I'm pretty busy at work right, so when I get home, the last thing I want to do is type one of these things. The Posette and I have so little time to hang out as it is.
Which made today so nice.
We both worked yesterday, and we've both been working late all this week, and even if we do come home on time, we've got a pile of work on the kitchen table to hide behind and help us ignore the other. That's no way to go through life, so we took the day to sit on the couch, watch some football, and ok, do some chores around the house (the laundry thanks me).
The Posette finally has started to feel like she can eat something, which is nice. Her routine over the past several weeks has to get ravenously hungry, get a lot of food, eat three bites, and then be totally full. And then be sick. It's a great weight loss program, but not an enjoyable way to live.
We (hopefully) are getting out of the morning sickness stage, and moving on to the extremely tired phase. The Posette is now in competition with the Official Dog of Poseur over who can nap better. Their nap-offs are a thing to behold, and Elvis has taken to cheating, by jumping on the Posette's lap in the hope that his weight will make her uncomfortable and end her nap. But she's too committed.
Today, however, was a day we were actually up and about and hanging out. It was one of those few days we were able to just enjoy each other's company and not worry about the gazillion things to do at home and at work.
Nothing happened to day, and it was good.
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