I can't tell if I have "pregnancy brain" or if it is the switching to real life after night shift that is troubling me. I came home Saturday morning and after 3.5 hours of sleep, we were off to Cinci to say goodbye to a friend who is moving to California. It was dreamlike going back to Cinci since it was our first trip since our move. It felt as if we'd been on a long vacation and were going back home. I guess that's what happens when you live somewhere 8 years. We had a nice visit, but I was exhausted. I wish we could have spent more time, but we both had to prep our classes.
My name means "graceful" and that is not one of my giftings. Today I needed to make banana bread with our mushy bananas and I ended up spilling half of the batter on the floor. I could not believe it. I have never done something like that and it was a huge mess. Dan helped me clean up and then said, "get used to it." I laughed. My friend told me to blame it on the baby...I think I like that idea. :)
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