Things are indeed different.
For starters, I'm sitting on the sofa next to the hubs. Not because he has an extra night off, but because he is home in the evenings now! He accepted a position on first shift, meaning we work pretty much the same hours! For the first time in nearly 4 years, we have dinner together nearly every night. Ansley gets to see both parents, AT THE SAME TIME.
If that wasn't awesome enough, I am writing this from my very own laptop. We've had internet at the house for about a year, but our desktop decided to bite the dust. In addition, life with a two year old means I am going constantly. By the time I get the kiddo in bed, I hit the hay soon after. I'll admit it. I have a self-imposed bed time that I follow pretty regularly. At 10 p.m., I turn into pumpkin. A mean one. Normally though, I ended up finally sitting down about 9:30, and I would fall asleep, on the couch, before 10, moving to the bed when the husband got home.
Hopefully, with the holidays coming to a close, things will settle down and we will find a routine to fit into. At least, until May.
Because actually, that last post about why I've been so tired? I was joking about being pregnant.
And some divine power didn't think it was funny.
Because I am.
And I really am exhausted.