I will never get the hang of this-

Ok sooooo- this baby hates sleep. Or better yet, he hates sleep for me. Yes, that's right - sleep depravation. I no longer care if I sleep past 7 on weekends. Right now I'm just shooting for sleep. I find my self nodding off during the most akward times, the shower, meetings, the grocery store... (That will get you some looks- truth). 

Anyway, last night KJ decided that his crib was made of fire and decorated with cactus fabric. When I put him in it he screamed like the devil. The power of Christ compels you to sleep! I at one point let him cry for a minute so I could cry in the kitchen. Sometimes you just gotta- it helps no one if you're stressed too.  So I finally figured out if I bring my phone I can occupy my brain and I won't dwell on how physically exhausted I am. I calmed down and he relaxed and fell asleep. Crib returned to normal and all is well with the world. 

Incidentally- this is my 4th baby. It doesn't matter if you're a new mom or an  old one. Some babies hate sleep. 

Hello... It's me... It's been a while...

So yeah- I had a baby. The last month was the devil. There were holidays and no sleep and peeing all the time and then labor and boom baby. Then there's more no sleep and holidays and baby. So yeah. I got a lot to catch up on.  Meanwhile- here's Killian. Ain't he a doll?