I've got cabin fever, I think. I'm sick of being inside, sick of going outside only to rush back into someplace warm. I don't like winter. The only perk is my birthday - I like cake :-)
Kids have been good today. That's not entirely true, Sam has been a disaster. He's taken to nursing, or demanding to nurse, or begging to nurse, every single time I sit down in the living room. He's almost two and a half. I'm really done with it - but feel as though I'm sort of stuck. It makes him so happy, and fixes everything and to be honest, makes my life so much simpler - to just refuse to do it would be really difficult. More difficult that continuing to nurse him? I don't know... it's not as easy to decide one way or another...
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