travelling to somewhere

We fly to California as a family for the first time in a few weeks. Edith is as fussy as ever. I am not making enough milk for her and she refuses formula. And she is teething. And I still have not finished my wedding dress.

baby wisdom or baby logic or whatever the hell...

Last night Klint was joking about our next baby. I keep thinking there won't be one. The last birth was not a good thing for me. I am lazy and Edith exhausts the heck out of me right now. And I was getting the feeling that there would be no more babies.
Then I thought something I'd never thought before. I imagined ten years from now and I saw two kids running around and yelling and having a good time. Then I saw one kid, lonely and shy, sitting at a dining room table. I don't want Edith to be alone.

What secret present is my mom planning for my wedding gift? I need to go with her alone one day. A Tuesday or Wednesday. I have no real clue here.

I am going to finish sewing my wedding dress today and I am quite excited. Just need to sew the bottom and I'm basically done!

I am going to finish sewing my wedding dress today and I am quite excited. Just need to sew the bottom onto the top and I'm basically done!

I am now officially part of a functioning family unit. I have responsibilities and jobs to do so life can be good. Not quite so selfish.

I was proposed to on Halloween. I'm sitting here, staring at my engagement ring, realizing the seriousness of the situation. Fun, but important.