Adjusted...

The other night Mike and I were driving home from Arts Alive in Eureka and it hit me right then and there how much I miss being able to just get home, slip into PJ's, and fall asleep... Now it's a process... Have to get Noah in his PJ's, get him fed, and HOPE that he'll fall right to sleep. I love my son and I wouldn't trade him for the world but I definitley miss being able to just crash on the couch as soon as I walk in the door.

I guess you can say I've adjusted...