Motivation

Today when Brian took Lucas I cleaned my house.  I also made my lunch for the next two days at work, set out all of our clothes, got the coffee ready, took out the recycling and the garbage, and painted a ceramic box to use for the "tooth fairy" box when Lucas eventually loses teeth.  I was pretty ambitious.

Lucas' cough is pretty icky.  But, he seems to be getting the stuff in his lungs out easier this time and having less of a hard time breathing. 

I have a fun new video of him to put up, maybe tomorrow from work.  He's such a talker.  And, almost rolling over from back to tummy!

He didn't eat too badly for Brian today, but he didn't eat too great either.  I'm wondering though, if that was more because he was sick and less because it was the bottles.  I think he refuses to take the bottle when I'm anywhere nearby because he can hear my voice.  I think Brian will always be more successful at getting Lucas to eat from a bottle because he doesn't associate Brian with breastfeeding.

I have to start going to bed earlier or I might just become the walking dead.  Lucas doesn't need a walking dead mom.  It's difficult to balance though because when he goes to bed I have to get all the things done that I don't want to do while he's awake (clean, pay bills, make food, do laundry, etc.).  Balancing act!!

Poor Rocket.  I need to take five minutes every day and remember to love and pet him.  He gets lonely too, and once Lucas starts moving he's really in for it!