i haven't written in such a long while. i mean to daily but somehow time slips away from me. it falls to the bottom of my mundane to dos. i've always struggled with balance (as you know if you read my blog). so much is happening in my world these days. being a new owner of a clothing boutique with my mom and sister is of the newest. the adventure started brewing in august but didn't become official and public until September 15th. it has always been a dream of mine to own a boutique with my family and the opportunity presented itself so unexpected but it was something we could not pass up ~ a gift that was graciously accepted. so i now am back in the working world. working 30+ hours in and out of the store. learning so many things. i hadn't a clue to fashion but its actually quite exciting. i had worked briefly in retail prior but being an employee is quite different than being an owner! but i have a great mentor; my momma. it is so touching to see her interact with customers that value her opinion and come in specifically to see her. (she had been an employee at Elodie and managing the store before we took over ownership)
each day brings something new. i am either working or momma or creating my art. it feels great to be contributing financially to my family again and in doing something that i am passionate about. how great is that? so why does my heart weigh heavy this morning? sleep deprivation could be a part of it. baby a has had many sleepless nights this week and somehow i always end up the one being up with him. i don't know if its his teeth or bad dreams but he wakes up around 3am crying out and can not be comforted to go back to sleep. so we watch cartoons for about an hour when he falls asleep cuddling me and then i lay him back down for a few more hours of sleep. can i fall back asleep then? oh no. my mind starts to tally the day ahead to dos. so i end up maybe getting 20 minutes of sleep before its time to get up with the rest of the house. and last night baby a was up off and on all night with the start of yet another cold. the poor lil guy couldn't breath through his nose so i laid him down in the bed next to me which you know just leads to you Not sleeping because you are so aware of him being right there and you hear every lil cough and feel every lil kick. oh how long the day will be.
