Steph Abbott Says

Day Six. I slept until 10 this morning! First time since, let’s say, four pregnancies ago. The house is too quiet. I can only hear Thing 1 as he pops, jumps and prattles on about something. Why am I up? Let’s see…whoa! Obviously, I’m not looking down. I just tripped over a big pile of laundry…

Staring in his eyes, I lost my train of thought. It slipped rails somewhere between a discussion about the stress of the urban landscape and a demonstration of how an anti-skip CD player really can withstand an off-road romp across the desert. My brain fogged. My knees wobbled. I let go of the controls. My…

He is wise beyond his years. He can afford any luxury. His sciatic nerve keeps him from joining his friends in bocce. He is loved by generations of friends and family. He enjoys musicals. This man has it all. -Steph Sent from my iPad