It’s windy and rainy and gray outside. I am in my office listening to the baby monitor. Freya is moving around, but not waking. It makes me so anxious to listen to this. Will I have to stop what I’m doing and run in there? These days when she wakes up she says “Mommy?” so I know she’s truly awake. But sometimes she talks in her sleep.

I just did burst training. I had skipped a few days. When I did that one-mile fun run I realized that I could be running as burst training, too. Sprint a couple blocks, walk, sprint, etc. Freya would love that, too. It’s like a ride to her. So I’d like to be running, but the weather has turned to shit again. After all, what can you expect for early March? Oops, I mean late May, don’t I? Ugh.

Man I need to clean up this office. One corner is just a pile of outgrown baby clothes, and Brian’s suitcase, and Brian’s laundry. How did that happen? He has his own office. Hmm. He wants a standing work station from IKEA, which means I will get his old desk and set it up in here as a craft table. I can’t wait! Then I will move all of Freya’s remaining stuff into her bedroom across the hall, where she still does not sleep, but shall someday.

My brother’s 40th birthday is Saturday. I made him a card yesterday, and made sure to snap a photo before I mailed it. So I’ll post that later. But I think it’s a cool card. I worked on it in the living room because Freya was being EXTRA needy after her nap yesterday. Mama mama mama she said over and over as I tried to use my glue stick. I ended up stopping every couple minutes to get down on the floor and play with her or hug her. Children need you to come down to their level. Just standing there and talking to her while I tried to work was not enough. So we read a book, or played with the See and Say toy, which she likes but hasn’t figured out yet how to pull the lever herself.

I should probably go down and eat something. Good day.