I might be baking my feelings. Or maybe I'm in control of them. Baking makes me feel accompanied. Something about taking various pantry items and turning them into something delicious, usually for breakfast (my favorite way to start the day) makes me feel happy. Since Clark has been born, I've baked muffins, cookies, sweet rolls, brownies, blondies, pies, more cookies, and bread. I can't stop myself.
Clark is opposite of everything Bradley was at this age. It's kind of weird. They look similar occasionally, but Clark is longer, thinner and his face shape is more oval. Bradley was already chunkier, on his way to being my fat baby. Clark smiles all the time! How can this be? I thought babies were apathetic. Nope, just Bradley. Clark is a happy dude.
Bryan is back to work and life with two babies is hard! Especially on very little sleep. I've started drinking coffee for the first time in my life, and it has definitely made mornings easier.
Our house is so lovely. I find myself regularly just looking around and appreciating it. I love the big windows and all the sunshine they let in. I love the paint colors we picked. I love Bradley's little breakfast nook. I love our basement, separate from the kids things and all the hub bub of upstairs. I love my shower. I love the nursery. I love Bradley's Lego room. I feel so lucky to be living in this house, and I know we picked the right home for our family.
I joined the gym this week, and I surprised myself by actually running. Well, for a short bit. I either need a new sports bra or I need to double up. Ouch.
All the good tv shows are back: Thr Bachelor (hahahaha), Parks and Rec, Brooklyn 99, Modern Family, Love it or List it (now in North Carolina!), Broad City and Sister Wives. I love having new things to watch after the famine my DVR had over the holidays.
What else? That's a good dump. I hope to write more regularly so it's not an obnoxious hodgepodge of thoughts like this post.
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