So today I spent pretty much the entire day with my ass planted in the chair in the nursery holding Charlie. I think there were 30 minutes total when I was able to change the laundry, wash a few bottles, and grab a bite to eat. There was also a very brief amount of time in which I put a sleeping Charlie into his bouncy chair and laid down on the floor to grab a nap myself. (Yes, this is what my life has come to.) I even had a little bit of time to dream about Kerwin pooping on the glider in the nursery but was quickly awakened by (you guessed it) crying that escalated to screaming in about five seconds.
It was definitely one of those "you put me down and I will scream my head off" days. One of those "I want to eat half an ounce every hour" days. One of those "I am going to poop as soon as you take off my diaper" days. Let's just say that Charlie's really lucky he's so cute.
Roy has come home from work and relieved me of Charlie duty for awhile. I'm going to crawl into the bathtub and then into bed for a nap. I do have things to share that actually have nothing to do with baby stuff, but for now I'll just leave you with this: