The triplets are sleeping
It's 9:36pm, and all the men in my life are asleep. I call my boys (that includes my husband and 2 sons) my triplets because they are all spitting images of daddy! Now, given that I've not had more than 3 hours of sleep in any given night for the past 6 weeks, one would think that I might take this opportunity to go to bed myself. No...that would make too much sense! I have to fill out life insurance paperwork (existing policy is with AIG...I don't care what the government says, I don't trust it!). Then I think I'll try to get in a quick run on the treadmill. These last 18 pounds aren't going to disappear on their own! If only I'd lost the last ten after my big boy - then I'd only have 8 to go. Coulda, shoulda, woulda...Better get moving before I lose my motivation.
Run, mommy, run!
Run, mommy, run!






