Slice of Life: Mrs. Overman

Last night I was as tired as ever. Being 34 weeks pregnant, I no longer sleep more than about three hours at a time thanks to having to pee nonstop (No, I don't believe the whole "It's your body getting you ready for the baby" scenario. How in the world does losing sleep now making losing more sleep later from the baby easier?). I do what I can to keep my energy up (exercising, eating well, getting to bed at a decent time)...I can't imagine what I'd be like if I didn't.


Anyway, yesterday I came home from a day of walking around school as usual after picking up Ian. Together my little superhero and I made homemade (healthy) granola bars, munched on the uncooked "dough," and got dinner ready together. Then Evan came home and spent some quality "man time" with Ian; together they played hide-and-seek and wrestled while I finished up dinner.


We had a lovely family dinner as usual, sprinkled with two-year-old conversation (always a plus), and put Ian in the tub. Soon we were picking out Buzz Lightyear jammies, brushing teeth, and reading stories with him. Before I knew it, Ian was in bed.


If only I could sit on the couch doing NOTHING for a bit....


Quickly Evan started cleaning up the dinner dishes and loading the dishwasher while I packed our lunches for the next day. I immediately went to the couch to work on the book Ruth and I are writing while Evan fed our two other hairy (Golden Retriever) children.


Finally, after much writing, I unloaded the laundry, folded it, put it away, had a snack, showered, and fell into bed.


Can I just get one more hour in the day? I'm tired from just writing this, and I'm not nearly as busy as half the people I know!