always

i keep wanting to blog, but forget what i want to blog about. i tell the f.o.b all the time what i want to write about, but i lose my mind between then and turning on the computer. he's the sweetest, but doesn't remember for me either. he did mention he would like to guest blog again {he did once, right after the birth of this blog and it was amazing}. poor guy has been working really long hard hours. and not fitting much else into his time besides diaper changing. we're down to one income now. i'm not complaining. it was our choice, it's just kinda rough when he has to work extra hard to make up for it. boy how i hate money. but, i have taken up the art of couponing.

the days around here are so short. it makes me wonder if i should have gone back to work. i was supposed to return on monday.

we handed her over to the nursery at church for the first time on sunday. i felt the sting of tears as i walked away. that is when i knew i could never leave her for the remainder of the school year. i always knew i couldn't. i've always wanted to be a mom.