Cue the sad violins

Oh Internet–what a week it has been and we’re only halfway through. My mantra for the week (alot like the little engine that could) is “If I can only make it until Saturday”–a little wordy sure, but it flows after a few times.

I am halfway through Finals, with only a few tests to take and a few more assignments to finish up. I may have to buy myself something pretty just for not starting to work on my wrists with the dull butter knives. Seriously though, I’ve actually been better this semester about not procrastinating as much as I usually do by this point in the semester–probably has alot to do with the 25 inch tyrant, or as we casually like to refer to him, Owen.

In other exciting news around the house though, we appear to be suffering from another fun stomach bug (seriously, small intestine–WHAT’S THE DEAL?) I’m hoping to finally get rid of this thing, the sooner the better. Otherwise I may end up being that 10 pounds thinner for the family Christmas Eve dinner that I was hoping for. Except that it wouldn’t be on purpose, more from not daring to eat anything for fear that I might be seeing it again way too soon. Ugh.

I have to say though, that the stomach thing does have one positive. When I was in labor, for me it felt like the worst case of stomach flu I have ever had in my entire life. Lately, since Owen is getting bigger and I’m having a harder time finding my little baby in his face, I’ve been getting a little wistful and envious of all the cute pregnant women I’ve been seeing when I’m out and about. The stomach thing? Serves to remind me that it is still WAY too soon to be thinking about adding any siblings for Owen just yet. That and the fact that someone (rhymes with ‘Bowin’) has been SO grumpy lately–nope kid, it’s looking good for you to be sibling-less for quite a while yet.

I’m off as the ruler of the house is calling for his pacifier to be replaced in his mouth. Either that or to try to poke my eyes out now that he’s figured out that his hands work.