Actually weeks. Again.
This week we are treated with broken AC Monday and Tuesday. It was hot. Very hot. Let me tell you, in case you don't know, nursing a baby when it is hot is like putting a hot water bottle on your abdomen with little pinchy arms and getting sweaty in the most unimaginable of places.
AC is fixed (woohoo!).
Aggie was particularly mischievous this morning. Perhaps the heat subdued her the past two days and she's making up for lost time.
And to top it off, my sweet baby boy has refused to take his usual morning nap in his bed. That hour I could get him to sleep in his bed was magic for getting schooling done, since I was more or less free to reign in Agnes. Not today.
Baby needs me, life goes on.