Ah, Mother's Day. My new favourite 'holiday'. It was lovely - daddy got up with Finn, I slept in (til 7), I got gifts, flowers, walked to Starbucks. All before 10:30am! We went to church, had a cupcake, then off to Grandad and Grammy's for a BBQ. As an added bonus, the sun was shining all day. PERFECTION. Future Mothers Day's have a lot to live up to....
As I write this, it is 6:00am and Finn is playing with a rubber duckie in his swing. I am here, my stinging eyes half open waiting for the coffee.A week ago, Finn came down with the flu, with the follow up act of a stuffy-nose cold. Previous to this he was waking up at about 6:30am. Sometimes even 7:00! I was fine with this. It was do-able. Then suddenly, when he was sick, he got up at 5:45. Then...