The feeling of accomplishment. I love it. I feel great when I get things done. It’s just an all over wonderful feeling. I folded the laundry I’ve been putting off. I moved the kitchen table and the dishwasher (yes it is portable) into another spot. This way, it’s easier for Zach to sit in a chair at the table and NOT get into everything else around. I washed windows. I cleaned up his room and moved boxes into our spare room (that I had packed with picture albums) and the extra matress into the spare room. Time for Zach to learn to go to sleep himself in his own bed. Yeah, still working on that, obviously. I have candles lit, I sprayed air freshener. I love good smells like that. I am going to load the dishwasher once we get back from our walk. So I also put all the clothes away and moved Zach’s dresser actually into his room. I just need to move my other dresser upstairs.. but I need Chris and Perry for that. Hahaha. I love men. 
Anyways.. it’s so nice. Almost 60 out! I wanted to go to the park.. but honestly don’t feel like driving to go to the park. So I’m thinking we’re going to take a walk. I’m going to have to take the stroller, but we’re going to take a walk to the mail box. Just me and the spawn. Hahaha.
About 16 days til my baby is 3. Is he still technically a baby anymore? 
I miss holding his newborn little body in my arms… I miss dressing him, and holding him and feeding him.. I even miss the 2am feedings. It’s so sad. I want another baby but not want one.. if ya know what I mean. He says to me today “What, Mommy? I can’t be getting up like this.”
He gives eskimo kisses. He gives high fives. He gives thumbs up. He gives the best hugs and kisses I’ve ever known.
