This morning the plan was to get up and drive to North Scottsdale to drop off the kid and go to yoga. There is a studio near my mom’s house, and she was going to watch him while I went. But when I arrived I was so tired she suggested maybe I should lie down first and go to later yoga. Good plan. Thank goodness I brought her some milk to give him, because I passed out cold for 2 hours. I woke up at 11:30 and felt better than any yoga class could have done. So we went out to lunch and came home – so much for exercise today. Sleep is the new yoga.

My mom enjoyed hanging out with the little man. She set up a place for him on her sewing room floor (where she spends 98% of her day)



He seemed to like it – he slept, he played, he “exercised”. Fun was had by all, especially me.

I have to clean the house now and then spend the rest of the day knitting – I have a deadline I’m trying to meet and it’s looking less and less likely.

Tomorrow I go back to the doctor and then I’m done for an entire year! I won’t know what to do with myself, I’m so used to going all the time. Of course now Jack has to go, which is significantly worse. His next visit he gets 3 shots. I’m making Joe go with me because I don’t think I can handle it.