People often thank me for writing about the trials and tribulations of motherhood. They tell me it makes them feel less alone, that they relate to me. But, the truth is, I have to thank you.

I’ve had a rough day.

A rough week.

Or so.

These pictures say more than I can right now. I’m exhausted. Here….

He cries all the time. Unless I’m holding him.

He will scream in his high chair — and not eat — until I hold him.

He will scream all night until I hold him.

He will scream when I change his diaper.

I have to hold him down to change him.

I cry every time I change his diaper.

This has been going on for a week.

My baby is so unhappy.

I think it’s teething.

He had a fever again today….

Everyone thinks it’s teething.

I’m trying Camillia tomorrow.

Today, I’m losing my mind.

And, no one could help.

No one could help when I had to teach yoga with my feverish, screaming rascal in my arms and the monkey running rampant (since I couldn’t leave her in the gym daycare while her sick brother got to stay with me). I couldn’t find a substitute teacher. And, I couldn’t find a babysitter. I tried everyone….


Heh…. She doesn’t go ANYWHERE without her Pablo doll….

No one could help me.

I didn’t want to blog tonight because I was feeling really down. But, how could I not when this is where I feel so supported, where I feel alive and important and productive. Where people want to know. Gorgeouses want to know.

So, thank you. Thank you for being here and relating to me and listening to me. I know you would babysit if you were here….

Love….
xo Haley-O

To show you my thanks, I’m giving away big prizes over at Goodies.

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