No naps. There were no naps in our house today. There was cat food on the floor multiple times. There was a lot of trying to climb into the litter box and turning the knobs on the stove. No lunch was eaten so as a result there was a lot of nursing. I don't think I can even talk about the tears. There were so many and it's just too soon.
Thankfully I had some help for part of the day but today I was parenting on my own for a good chunk of the day. I'll be 5 weeks post-op on Saturday so I *can pick Harold up if I need to but I still need to limit it and some things I still can't really do. I'd be lying if I said I felt like I was handling this day. It was tough.
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We did survive and now the exhausted little thing is running back and forth through the house like a pinball. Steve is cooking dinner and I'm sitting at my desk ignoring everyone while blogging and enjoying a very deserved glass of wine.
Anyway, to balance it out here's a cute picture of Harold with a rock he found the other day.
Cheers to a better tomorrow! :)