I am sleep deprived, but happy. I am reflecting on the past six months, as Cooper will be turning six months old tomorrow at 3:23 p.m. I am feeling nostalgic, I can't believe how quickly time has passed. It's funny how it does that, time.
I feel like I am about to have so much on my plate. I opened up my Etsy shop this morning, which is so nerve-wrecking, add on top of that all of the money I've spent (that I don't have) buying all of the necessary materials to do this and I'm a basket case. Failure is always looming, it seems, and I so badly want this to succeed. I also start school tomorrow, which means I have to leave Cooper for five hours. I'm really not ready for this.
My house feels like a mess constantly and I'm ready for my hair to be long again. The Monster gave us so much junk (literally) for Christmas and I have nowhere for it, yet I can't get rid of it. I keep saying I'm going to do another post on her, an update of sorts, but then I never do. I really need to though because nothing about her has changed.
So currently, life is life and I'm assuming it will stay that way. I'll take it though because I have my baby and my family and in the grand scheme of things, life is good.