orange creamsice cake.

Dear god. This cake will be my down fall.

I've been busy, and I've been in a funk. So many things... Work, impending new neighbours.. so much that annoys me, and underlying things that I'm not ever really conscious of bringing me down.

Last Friday I was so bummed. I ever cried at daycare... so not cool. It was a strange sort of melloncholy. I couldn't put my finger on it, I was just sad. Very unlike me. I've probably said it before here that a good nights sleep is probably why I stay so even tempered. I had been sleeping, at least no worse than I have been since the baby was born. One of the girls at daycare thought maybe I was sad about Iris growing up, this is something I haven't ever considered. She is growing up and I never thought about how I felt about it. It is so fast. Babies grow quickly.

Iris repeats words that we say now. Tree, leaf, ba(nana) shoe, tur(t)le, bo(at) etc. She plays with the toys we put in the bath tub with her now. She knows that the people fit in the boat and the turtle and she can switch them. She has gone from only dumping her fisherprice rings to also stacking them back up. SO cool. So many things are just clicking.

Well, long story short, I felt better the next day. If not normal, just much better than the previous day. Time goes so quickly that before I knew it after an extremely busy week at work it was friday again and now I have three glorious days off.

Hate to cut things off in the middle.. but I must get to bed... and if I save this to draft.. I'll never post it.