Procrastination

I have, over the last few weeks, sat down to write a new post on here. And then life happens. Evelyn wakes up, or I need to eat, or SHE needs to eat, or the phone rings... you know how it goes.

Currently, Evelyn is sleeping upstairs on our bed. That's not unusual. What IS unusual is that I am downstairs. I'd normally be upstairs with her, reading or doing whatever right beside her. Today I closed the door and turned on the baby monitor and came down here to relax without a baby.

Is it working? No. I am obsessively listening to the baby monitor, and becoming more and more anxious as I sit here away from her. So....

.... I'm going to check on her.