This was my first day home alone with Theo.
We had a rough start: Lots of poo, tears, and boobies. Not a whole lot of sleep or cute baby faces.
By 2ish we were doing better, though. We sang about monkeys jumping on the bed and little bunny foo-foo kickiní it in the forest. We read Peter Rabbit. (Nothing happens! I need to write kidsí books.) We both slept for an hour here and an hour there.
I look like 100% shit, Iím exhausted, and I didnít remember to brush my teeth till 4:00, but weíre both still alive and thatís enough for day 1.