Confessions

I am typing this with one hand because currently Nora has a death grip on my left hand pointer finger.
It's been one of those days. You know, nap strike days. I am just singing the 4moms mamaroo praises right now since it finally helped this exhausted baby fall asleep.
I should shower and make myself presentable, but I hold out hope that when Ryan gets home I'll be able to slip off to the gym for an hour.
I'll admit I called my mom about 4 times today just to hear someone say, "You're doing the right thing. Don't worry."
I did snap this photo which makes me smile. So I will leave you with that.