Well Gregg's Mom and her husband have returned to Texas, and the three of us are alone once again. Yes! I love his Mom, just like I love mine, but I think we can both do without anymore advice from all the grandmothers. When she got here Sabrina was a month old, and we were all used to our little routines. Adding one of our mothers to the mix trying to help by doing her own thing just shakes up the entire system. So I'm glad it's just us for a bit now.
We're recovered from her party, which was as I posted earlier really a lot of fun. My sister Tricia's friends who we don't even know (Do you read this blog? If so drop a note!) got us these embroidered burp cloths that are really beautiful. I almost hate to let her spit up on them, but it's either the fancy cloths or my favorite six year old Abercrombie T-shirt. And for a gay man that's an easy decision.
We're still doing good in the sleep department; she goes down at about 10:30 or 11 and gets up around 4:30 or 5 for a bottle. That's not bad if you ask me! I think we're kinda spoiled. I'm on paternity leave this week and Gregg's been going to the office, so I have her all to myself. Next week Gregg will go back to working from home and we'll play it by ear for a while. His boss is pretty good about it so far so hopefully day care is down the road a bit.
And is it just me or is Blogger a real pain the neck when it comes to adding pictures to posts? You listening Blogger people? Fix this!
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