I have been trying to keep this blog happy and optimistic because, in general, I feel happy and optimistic most days.
But today for whatever reason – lack of sleep, Edda’s last day of summer school school, the weekend without plans coming up – I was bummed. It’s when I think about the years ahead of sleepless nights (Edda still gets up 2 or 3 times a night and takes about an hour of singing to fall asleep at night) or perhaps not being potty trained or if she is in pain, not know exactly where she hurts becuase she can’t tell me, or even if she forever keeps putting her damn hand in her mouth for the rest of her life – well, I just want to throw in the towel. Kick the can. Bah humbug.
Don’t worry, I’m sure this feeling will pass. It always does.
There are a lot of people coming to visit us next week. I’m not sure how the stars lined up, but so many people are flying 24 hours to reach our humble home in Singapore that we are going to have a party. Shhhh, don’t tell Vince or else he won’t sleep for days.