So I had this entire post about Isabelle and her habit of not sleeping. About how she is up multiple times a night and wants to play instead of sleep. About how her naps are a scanty 15-30 minutes long most of the time. About how yesterday she was so tired and cranky she cried so hard she barfed all over everything just as we were heading out of the house. It was one of those days.
I was getting ready to publish it and I was like whaaat this is ridiculous. No one wants to hear me whine about my baby who doth noth sleepeth. Everyone has a “baby who won’t sleep” in some way, mine is just literal. And so instead I’m going to post about something so awesome and exciting that my mind is being blown as I type this.
Please excuse cell phone picture…
Of course, I can’t wait to decorate and furnish and set everything up- especially Isabelle’s room. Anytime I start talking about what I want to do, Jazz’s eyes get huge and his brain explodes just a little bit. That’s prettys standard Jazz though. So if friends/readers/strangers want to help us move April 2nd, we can definitely use some extra hands! (exclamation point!)