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Secretly, I took a week of vacation last week so that I could.... clean. yep. Isn't that pathetic? And I even looked FORWARD to it. sheesh. I finally got my studio cleaned up. There was so much more I wanted to do over the week, but wouldn't you know it? Two snow days - TWO. Why is it whenever I take vacation time, either there's a snow day (or TWO!) or someone is deathly ill? Anyway, I'm sure hoping I can get the rest cleaned up over the next few months (!)

Bonus: all the Christmas decorations are put up. I thought those might be around until at least Valentines Day.

So here's the favorite part I love about my "new" studio makeover:

bye bye baby

I think I can officially say we no longer have any "babies" in the house anymore. I know, I know, she's still very little, but to see my husband taking apart the bassinette tonight after having it's home next to my side of the bed for the last 36 months, well, to his credit, he tried to get it done before I had finished nursing her and laying her down, but it was hard to see it go. If for nothing else, I'll have to find a new place to put my clean clothes that I'm too busy to hang up. Our room seems so vacant now. I imagine Jack coming in tomorrow morning (this morning) to wake me and asking, "what happened?" his new favorite question for everything.

Things have suddenly seemed just a tad easier lately. It's very odd. I really started to take stock the other day as to what could be attributing to this. It finally hit me tonight just after I said goodbye to the little co-sleeper that was making it's new home in the cold attic. GG is now just a little older than Jack was when she was born. This is the first time I've had a toddler this age without an infant to care for. I had the experience of having a baby until he was 6 months old and then I became pregnant again, so the rest of the next several months had added challenges and by the time Jack was just starting to do things for himself, I had a newborn. This last week, I was finally able to push GG up to the table where she is happily feeding herself almost all of the time. She's also become very interested in potty training when she feels like it, she plays by herself more often now and I've seen some glimpes of her starting to wean from her last two feedings -in the early morning hour and at bedtime- so there's a lot going on right now in her journey to toddlerhood. But then you look at those cheeks and they just scream:
"BABY girl".



Still, this newfound liberation is a bit unsettling. I'm not sure what to do with myself during the new and few minutes I've found. It's not much, but it's like catching my breath. I got to dust the living room the other day, and it wasn't even the weekend!

So maybe we share some genes?

This photo of me (on the left) always cracks me up when I see it. I think I see a little of both of them in this one. I added the one on the right, too, because I think the resemblance changes depending on the age. funny.
What do you think? Double click the photo to zoom.