The Day the Hair Dryer Was Used For Its Intended Purpose (And, Other Such Tales)

Yesterday, I actually dried and straightened my hair. I put on a dress. And, I even slapped a little make-up on my tired looking face. It was the first time in ages that I didn't look like the devil before breakfast, something sent for and couldn't come big fat sloppy mommy. So, when we finally got home from running our errands and before we put Olivia to bed, I made David capture us on film. That way, 20 years from now, Olivia might realize that I did actually spend time with her, but that I was always hiding behind the camera lens.

Maybe I have justified dropping one of those adjectives.

Olivia had her 4-month well check yesterday and came out with an A on her report card! She weighed in at 12 pounds, 4 ounces and measured 24 3/4 inches tall. I was told by the doctor to stop being such a worrywart. (Better men have tried and failed.)

This morning I left the house and ran a few errands by myself. Did you hear that internet? I said BY MYSELF. Olivia was napping and David was working in his office. And, you know what, she was in the same place when I returned home. Next step is to make that same solo trip only with the entire purpose of the trip be for me instead of for running errands.

She is now napping peacefully in her swing and I just attempted putting together the ugliest exersaucer on the planet. (Why, oh why, do these things have to be so obnoxious looking?!) I'm stumped at the first step. Maybe I'll just grab Olivia and nap with her.

Because, who WOULDN'T want to cuddle with this little love bug?