As a general rule, I cherish my weekends. I relish every second, bask in each moment.
This weekend, however, has not been one of my finest.
I've been trying to write this blog post for hours, but everything that comes to mind is negative - Isabel was difficult this weekend, my house is a complete disaster, I'm entering my third trimester and therefore am tired of being pregnant already, I watched a sad movie, and the dinner I made kinda sucked.
I need a vacation, or at least 8 hours of sleep.
Here's hoping Isabel sleeps all night and I wake up with a more sunny disposition.
*ps. I drew this this week. I know it's lovely, but please don't use it for anything without permission. I'm nice and I'll probably say yes, but it's my art, so be courteous. Kthxbai.