back on the bandwagon

I know it's been forever.
I kind of ran out of things to talk about.

Or at least I thought I did.

It turns out I was wrong.

I don't need to do a confessional anymore because I think it's repetitive in a few ways. And I still need to just write today and hope that maybe some of you can relate or maybe you have your own problems.

So here's mine.

This is huge people.

I hit a huge emotional wall this week. A HUGE ONE. The fluff and fuzz of motherhood wore off, and the thought of having more kids in the future knocked me over a little. And I had to come to a traumatizing conclusion.

I don't want more kids. (nope. that's not it.)
I married the wrong man. (ha! imagine. If I make it though my married life without HIM ever thinking that it will be an accomplishment.. love you babe.)
I need to keep my house clean.
(that was really it.)

I mean... AYE need it. (YOU try and capitalize "I" for emphasis.... well.. okay then!)
For the first time in my entire life, If I were home alone I have realized I would need my house clean for my sanity.
I am 30 1/2 years old and I now need a clean home for my peace of mind and sanity. And it happened just, some week in May once.

Maybe it's just a midlife crisis.

But I'm off to do laundry.

Oh. and I'm starting to cloth diaper my baby. It all started with the documentary "food, Inc." and it just snowballed from there. Plus I really want to save money on top of the whole organic is best attitude I've adopted. (however you won't catch me stuffing those cloth-diapers with anything but in-organic highly-absorbent poly-mixes...)

yeah. it's a mid-life-crisis.
(or 2 years worth of diapers for 350 bucks..) :) or both.