I go back to work in about four weeks or so. That begs the question: how the hell is this going to work? The house is already chaotic. I'm already tired.

But, Lord, do I need to go back. Being with a baby all day long day in and day out is so not my cup of tea. I feel bad even writing that, as C sits in her wiggle chair a few feet away, cooing to herself and kicking. But it's so true.