The Chuck Wagon

 


Yes, I AM the "chuck wagon" for wee Charley. All is well on Irving and we're starting to get into a routine. I guess preemies eat a lot and I should accept that I must be 'at the ready' every 2 hours, or so. I can't even remember what it is to get more than 2 hours of sleep at a time. But, the little man is SO worth it. He's really cute and feisty. He has a big personality even though he's still under 7 pounds (I think... he's growing so fast!).
March has been pretty ugly (weather-wise) so far, so I don't feel like I've missed much in my perma-blur. I missed February too, being in the hospital. So, really, I should be grateful to have missed so much of a season that I dislike. Spring is coming and I can't wait to be out and feeling the sun.
For now I will continue to be amazed by how bad television is, but realize at the same time that my poor, tired brain is not up for anything more stimulating than that.
Wish I had more time/energy to talk to so many different people, but those of you reading, know that I miss you all and think of you often.
That's all for now,
Lee