What to write about first?
World peace? Global warming? The 2008 presidential election? The rise of Islamofascism? Poopy diapers?
How about if I just start out by saying that raising babies is a whole lot more work than I thought it would be. I'm tired, both mentally and physically. My life is not my own anymore, it belongs to my family.
It's late and I'm going to sleep. It's my turn for the next feeding.
Sunday, February 24, 2008
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