Originally Posted by
sunrider
I confess I'm now craving Doritos . . . wonder if the vending machine outside my office has them stocked. That's not something I usually crave.
I confess my imagination went wild yesterday and I thought DH had killed Liam by suffocation while bedsharing for a nap. Liam napped yesterday for THREE HOURS TWENTY MINUTES. The first hour fifteen was on my lap on the boppy and then Jonathan took him into the bedroom so he could nap too. I was in bed last night from 9:45 pm to 8:40 am with Liam and my back hurt, so I did not want to lay down, but Jonathan didn't come to bed until 1:30 am.
I actually peeked in on them to make sure L was still breathing. He's almost 18 months old. Do you ever stop worrying about your kids suddenly dying?