i guess i'm having one of those postpartum days where i can cry over anything. today, it is mostly the mention - or even just the thought - of all things financial. it turns out that owning your own business has more ups and downs than... falling into a pit of boiling lava. yeah. so maybe it just has downs.
anyway, today i have chosen to let myself dwell on the fact that we probably won't have any more babies, and that i'd really set my heart on sending out cute birth announcements for olive, and that right now, that would be an irresponsible waste of money. i also keep getting all choked up about my boy turning 2 in a couple of weeks, and there will be slim pickins in the presents department.
these are, as you may have guessed, "1st world problems." you may also feel the urge to tell me to suck it up. i don't blame you. i blame postpartum hormones.
*this has been another overwhelmingly positive, upbeat post from the desk of holly patrick*
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