Felt pretty good today - its amazing what some sleep will do to a gal. Ethan slept 2 shifts of 4:1/2 hours last night, which was helpful to me! Today we wandered down to the Lavender festival, then had dinner at Grandma's.

Tomorrow starts another week - a stretch of days that are like each other. Sometimes the rythm is welcome and its predictability a dance Ethan and I are getting comfortable with; other times its so mind numbing, slow, frustrating and helpless that I just want my arms to myself for a few hours to either nap, read, clean, or what have you instead of having my babe beside me 24/7.

But the ironic thing is that when he's not with me, I feel like part of me is cut off anyway, and I spend all that brief time apart wishing he was back with me. Which isn't always helpful.

Anyway. He's down, so I should wash my face and hit the hay myself since night times are so unpredictable. Will I get to lay down for 10 minutes, an hour? Two? Five? No body knows. Its just luck of the draw.