...updating the blog, that is.
But the truth is, I'm pooped. This weekend straight up wore me out, and I'm beginning the not-sleeping-well adventure of the third trimester.
We're in the middle of a bit of a nap war with Phoebs. She's almost seventeen months old, which means our morning nap could legitimately go at any time. The dilemma is that she's not very happy if she skips her morning nap, but she has a hard time going down in the afternoon if she takes one in the morning. At 3:22 today, she's not really all that sure if she wants to nap.
We're trying, for the time being, a shortened morning nap. (We have done this once before with a good measure of success; 1 1/2 hours in the morning, 2 hours in the afternoon.) I'm hoping that shaving another fifteen minutes off her nap will create some afternoon peace...for all of us.
For now, I'm going to go stretch out on the couch with a Cheerwine and enjoy the quiet. I promise, pictures and real content to come.