I am not sleeping well this week. I’m anxious on turbo. But I’m staying up late and taking care of myself. I’m taking baths. I’m doing my exercises and meditating. I’m trying to get myself prepared for the next stage. It’s going to be intense.

Everything in my life is intense. That’s just how I roll.

My sweet baby is crawling well and is trying to adjust to not nursing at night. She remains the sweetest baby I’ve ever known.

My big kids are trying so hard. We are all scattered and disorganized but they are trying. I need to recognize and respect that.

And Noah… he’s so nice to me. Even though I’m totally not putting out.