One of the reasons I was incredibly hesitant to start a blog was the fact I KNEW I'd drop the ball at some point. Well if you haven't noticed, that point came in mid March and I've been trying to get back on my feet ever since. The girls became sick in the middle of March and about the time we thought life was going to return to normal, dear hubby and I both fell ill. Poor him, he lost his voice on Easter and couldn't speak until he turned up at a conference a few hours away to give a scheduled presentation on the following Wednesday. We then had my grandma here for five weeks (which was WONDERFUL) and two days after she left I became sick again. Needless to say, it's been a busy spring.
On a lighter note, it's funny how being a parent changes all things. Apparently blowing my nose was a huge source of amusement for our 8 month old. And who knew that having a stuffed up nose would be so disasterous when it came to not being able to smell dirty diapers? I think the answer to that question is our parents. Just another bitter issue to talk about with the therapist.
