I got up at 5:30 this morning. By 7:30, I had showered, dressed, had coffee, wrapped gifts, baked cookies, and put in a load of laundry. I left the house at 8:30 (realizing as I walked out the door that I hadn’t had breakfast yet, and tossing some cereal in a ziploc bag) to start running errands.
This is the first time today that I’ve sat down when I haven’t been nursing Carolyn. (That is, except for Sit & Knit, where I only managed to spend about 45 minutes.)
I’m as done with Christmas preparations as I’m going to be. The tree isn’t decorated, the house is still pretty messy, and there are a few gifts left to wrap when we get back from NYC. Oh, and there are no stockings hung – I couldn’t even find a “Baby’s First Christmas” stocking for Carolyn. (I’m a bad mommy; I should have bought one a few months ago…) Tomorrow morning I have baby laundry to do, and packing*, and if there’s time I should probably finish wrapping those gifts and run the dishwasher.
Maybe I’d better go to bed, because it sounds like I’m going to have to get up at 5:30 again!
*I’ve never had to pack for a baby for a trip. I’m terrified I’m going to forget something really important, like diapers. Or something important that can’t easily be purchased there, like her Christmas outfit…



I turned 29 today. This will be my last year to be 20-something. Next year I will be 30. That used to sound so old to me, but it certainly doesn’t feel old. Heck, most days I don’t feel old enough to be a mom…
Last night Carolyn went to her first Christmas concert. It was very odd for me to be in the audience instead of the band – although I did get to hear how we sound to everyone else. (That would be good, but loud. The mall is probably not the best venue for a band concert…)