It's 0342, and I'm baking cookies.
If you would have told me that having a child would have me up doing domestic chores (and enjoying them) during the hours that I used to be at the bars in college, I would have asked you for whatever drugs you were taking.
Tucker woke me up about 0200 and wouldn't stop screaming. I've learned that he loves to be in a sling around my shoulder, so I strapped him in and started cleaning. And baking cookies - for no other reason than to make Scout smile. And in between batches, knitting.
It's amazing how a child will change your life. Everyone said it, but now I'm experiencing it. I feel more alive than I ever have. And I love every minute of it - even the loud, screaming ones.
Gotta go. Peanut butter cookies are coming out of the oven (and Tucker is now asleep!).