What is more awesome than being up every three hours with a newborn? Why, it's being up every three hours with a newborn, AND being up several other times the same night with a vomiting toddler! Especially when it's the night before Easter, and your holiday plans must be scrapped in order to avoid exposing your entire extended family to the puking insanity.
Yes. So, that happened.
And now everyone is feeling better, thankyouGodamen.
Speaking of feeling better, yesterday was my second full day alone with the two kids, and it was a smashing success. Perhaps it was the universe's way of making up for the misery of Saturday night, but the baby napped blissfully for much of the day while Evan and I played and did puzzles. Then, he took a great nap himself and all three of us went to the pool. It was a gorgeous day.
We capped it all off with a family dinner at one of our favorite places. Mmmmm, guacamole. Plus, I drank half of my husband's Bohemia. Yum. Do I know how to party or what?
(Uh, don't answer that.)