That's What I Get For Thinking

And just when I started thinking that I had it all together, I got to looking at these organization/time management/money management blogs. Most of you probably don't know this because you could never tell it by looking at my house, but I LOVE organizing. I love calendars and lists and charts. When it comes to my work, everything has it's place. Everything is charted, checked and double-checked, and neat and tidy. So my new goal is to make my home life this way. Because when you sit down to relax and catch up on smut TV, you just can't TRULY relax when you know there's a load of laundry getting all wrinkled up in the dryer or if the kitchen counter is in desperate need of a good clearing. There. I said it. Now I have to follow through, right?

On that note, there was a tragedy in the Myers household tonight. It is so sad, so unbearable that I about didn't share it. But I feel you all must know. My breast pump died. Like, it literally died a very slow death. I had noticed yesterday that it had lost a little oomph. Today I noticed it lagging. And then the unthinkable happened. As I was doing my after school pump it slowly started diminishing. It started out strong, but couldn't make it to the finish line. I had a minor panic attack, called Laura frantic, then called Medela. Ten minutes or so worth of time and I have a brand new pump being overnighted right here to Higgins Court. Until then, I have to pump manually. One side at a time. It's like playing a trombone with the horn on your booby. Seriously. This is not cool.

I don't know if you all were counting, but today is a big day. COOPER IS SIX MONTHS OLD! Umm, where did the time go? Because I'm pretty sure that I just squeezed that kid out yesterday. Over a half of a year he has been with us and it has been the most wonderful thing to ever happen to me. I see him grow every day and I feel like he's always doing something new. It was unbearably hot in our house yesterday evening and so Nate undressed the little guy right down to his diaper. And I have to tell you, he is by far the cutest kid ever. He's getting this big belly on him and his thighs are thickening up and he's just...cute. He's my little blessing, my miracle, and my precious, sweet little boy. I'm so blessed to have such a wonderful child, such a loving husband, and such a fabulous life. Happy six month birthday Cooper! I love you to the moon and back!

Now, let's take a trip through time shall we?  Feel free to "Awww..." and "He's soooooo cute" at any time.