Behold! A Stay At Home Mom Is Born!

Boy was I ranting during my last entry. See what chronic sleep deprivation can do? I just napped so hopefully won’t sound as insane.

So we have decided we needed more stability in our lives (after lacking it completely over the last two and a half years). My husband is going from self-employed to employee. This will enable me to stay with E for at least a few months. It has just worked out that way and could have easily been the other way around. A. would have been happy to be at home with Le Bebe. That’s what I love about him (my relationship is not really down the crapper).

I am giving up a job I love for this, but I know that it’s the best thing for him. This decision, though, is not without its concerns. Yet another identity change for me. I need to figure out ways to not feel so isolated. So far A. has been home with me and the baby.

I also need to figure out ways to get those damn mustard baby poop stains out of clothes. A shout out to my lactating La Leche ladyfriends out there. How do you do it? I must keep the new medium onesies unblemished? (Is THIS my purpose in life?)