Stella and her crib are at odds with each other lately. She wants absolutely nothing to with it in the middle of the night. Which leaves the option of me trying to figure out how her and I can fit into the rocking chair in a position that would allow me to get some sleep (it doesn't exist). I'm exhausted and feel like a zombie. The past few weeks of getting a full 8-9 hours of sleep has spoiled me.
That being said today was not completely wasted. We picked up our picture we had taken 3 months ago (oops!) and took a little trip to home goods to find a frame. I know, I know, its almost too exciting of a day for words. Now to find a place on the wall for her little mashed potato thighs....
