Sorry, but your stuck with me for the remainder of your life (or at least another 20 years). After eight days alone and being the one fully responsible for our dear Olivia Kate for twenty four hours a day, I've come to the conclusion that I cannot be a single mom. I'm pretty sure I don't give you enough credit for being so great with OK. I never realized how those couple of hours after work in which you help out with her, make such a difference in my sanity. Thank you, Thank you, Thank you! I know there have been several times within the last year that you have questioned my sanity, but I even began to question my own insanity this last week. I'm sure it has nothing to do with fact that my nine month old started waking up at least a minimum of three times a night which resulted into mommy only getting a couple hours of sleep a night, or the fact that she refused to go to anyone in the family but me and literally spent a minimum of eight hours a day saying "dada" in a questioning voice. It's kinda hard to explain to a nine month old that her dada had to leave so he could go home and work to support our beach vacation habits. I literally did not hear the word "mama" for eight straight days. Yes, I was a little hurt. Anyways, thanks so much for those couple of hours every evening. If it wasn't for you, I'm sure I'd be wearing a straight jacket by now.
Me (& OK)