Add it all up, and you've got a pretty good explanation of why it's been two weeks since I've had a blog post.
Besides that, as I find is true pretty much every February where birthing a baby is not imminent, I just don't have a lot to say in February. I get a bit of a pre-spring slump, and it's definitely true this year.
Just to be clear: I can't wait for spring. Like, for reals.
We did celebrate Valentine's day, although it was pretty mellow since Casey spent the holiday working in Las Vegas.
Leah and I found time to decorate and make cupcakes, and sent Daddy a card. Not the most romantic of holidays, but I've never been a huge fan of this particular one.
We even managed to keep the house clean. Or, at least... we managed that between Friday and Tuesday. Wednesday and Thursday were a total lost cause; not even the dishes got done.
Poor Daddy. It means that - yet again - he'll be coming home to a house that looks as if homeless people have nested there.
But, I refuse to feel badly about it.
Pregnant girls with two year olds get to skip doing the dishes one, er... two nights in a row. Besides, I took the time to tie hearts together with ribbon. And, I kept the child, the momma and both dogs alive while Daddy was out of town. That counts for something.