I survived my first full week of work. And then decided I would go out with a bang and spend the weekend ridiculously stuffed up. I mean like to the point where I woke up Saturday night and realized I couldn't breathe so I almost had a panic attack.
True story, peeps.
I'm usually not such a baby with colds but this was a bad one and being pregnant you know there is basically nothing you can take that really works. So here I am a few days later with a nose that looks like Rudolph and one nostril that is finally unclogged. Now let's just pray no one else get this junk.
Saturday wasn't too shabby of a day but we spent it pretty low-key. Sunday was nasty and gloomy.
You win some, you lose some.
However I did get to spend time with these fabulous bedheads. Lola and I even got to venture out on a lone Target trip. Thanks to some princess Goldfish we survived for an hour and I got everything I needed to on my list. I also was able to get caught up on all my DVR shows and enjoy a nap with Cohen in my bed. For as much as this kid hates sleep he sure loves a good snuggle.
My husband also painted Lola's big girl room and I made him measure and help me put up her gold dots. Here's a sneak peek of what we have so far and I'd be lying if I said I wasn't obsessed. I hope to finish it up this weekend and then I'll share more with you as soon as it's done. We also plan on being brave and attempting to transition Lola into her big girl bed. Crossing our fingers...
Here's to a new week that hopefully goes by fast without any illness!