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i have a few posts-drafts and nothing's ready to be published. i have ideas and things to say, but after a whole day with pea (and today was a day of fussiness) my mind is too tired to write anything that makes sense. my mind screams sleep and my body screams whisky. yes, very funny.
i used to be freaked out when i had to stay alone with pea for a night or two weekly... now i'm tired, but on the other hand i like the me-time i get when she's asleep. today it was difficult, though, as we're entering a new naps-schedule and it seems she will be sleeping less (but maybe she'll stop waking up at 6am to play:)?).
and now, as i have this moment, when she's already sleeping an i am not, i've had some me-time in the internet, i've had a tiny glass of wine, and now i'd love to finish and publish those drafts, but it feels like eating a piece of cake after having eaten a whole box of ice-cream. you know what i mean? nice, but impossible.
i hope to start some real blogging adventure soon, but how do i do this? oh, how? maybe i'll get a bigger stomach?