I have no idea when the last time I wrote, read, posted, hung, pinned, or any other verb.... But here I am doing it...,it is right now 3:49 a.m., Sam is sleeping next to me and if I am really really lucky I can smell into my pillow and still smell my grand baby who slept with us last night, it's a mix of baby magic and rotten milk. May be a little rank but It makes me happy as hell!
So after a year, year and a half, but who is counting? That is about it for me... I am going to roll over, breath in the scent of rotten baby lotion, put a hand on my hubby's shoulder and clothes these eyes.... Peace out!