tuesday confessions.

it's been a rough morning around these parts.

mother up at five:thirty for a temple session.

at six:forty-four gets a text message from dad that hunter is awake and had a blow out.

at seven:ten mother arrives home to find an out-of-sorts baby boy with the starts of a nasty rash. 

morning nap by eight am. 

awake again by nine:fifteen.

another blow out.

rash worsening.

an hour or so of playing with toys.

eleven:twenty hunger whines.

first time eating moms homemade baby food, peas and carrots.

success.

topped off with a bottle.

noon: blow out number three.

mid day bath.

call grandpa to make sure its a rash and not hives.

it's a rash.

baby in twelve month t-shirt and diaper.

(mom sick of washing and staining precious white onesies)

baby whines in crib.

wants to be held and rocked to sleep.

baby falls asleep on mom's shoulder.

placed in crib for afternoon nap.

(on a towel for when blow out number four undoubtedly decides to show up).

mother sits on couch.

opens a dr. pepper.

watches notting hill.

blogs.

one pm.

wish us luck for the rest of the day.

happy Tuesday readers.