May....or is it March?

I'm typing one-handed again. Here it is May 1st, and it's snowing. Is anyone concerned about this besides me? The temperature has risen to a scorching forty-four degrees outside but this morning when I got up it was thirty-seven. I remember back in the day, before global warming of course, when it was actually seventy and eighty degrees in May. I guess we still have the whole month ahead of us. It just isn't a very encouraging start.

Emma has been so good to sleep for about six hours every night and then go right back to sleep for a couple more hours after eating except for the past two nights. I don't know what happened but now she's sleeping for about five hours and then she wants to stay awake after that. I hope this doesn't become a habit. Actually, I really shouldn't complain because five hours is pretty good since Emma's only two months old. When I was dating Trevor I only got about five hours of sleep every night. It's amazing how little sleep you can live on when you're in love. If only I still had all that energy!

Well, I guess we're going to go pick up my bike, having faith that someday summer will come. Trevor got a new bike yesterday. I guess we did exactly what the government wanted us to do with our tax return check---WE SPENT IT!!!

Harriet's Happenings

I was sitting here wondering what to do (besides all the housework that needs to be done) and I realized I hadn't written on the blog for a long time. We took Emma for a walk today. The weather was BEAUTIFUL!!! We walked to the library just so Emma could spit up on Grandma Rasmussen. For some strange reason, she loves to spit up on Grandma Rasmussen. A visit isn't complete without a little regurgitation. Then we came home and sat on Dad's new four wheeler so that Emma could get a feel for it. I think she's ready to drive.

Emma's growing so fast, it makes me a little bit sad. Well, not sad really but it makes me want to have another baby! I know, CRAZY!! Everyone says you forget about all the negative aspects of pregnancy, labor, and caring for a newborn----they're right! You forget everything except for how wonderful it was. Something in your brain tricks you into thinking that pregnancy and childbirth are the most wonderful things in the whole world. You start to think you won't be fulfilled until you have another baby....or two....or three....fifteen, here we come! Darn those womanly hormones! They get me every time. Ugh.

Hmm....moving on. We've been taking Emma to the chiropractor for her neck. We went today and she wasn't too happy about it. No smiles for the doctor today! But hopefully it will help.

Well, that's all for now. I've got to figure out something nutritious to eat for dinner. I never know what to make. Maybe I'll whip up a nice bowl of cereal.