my favorite part is the next part

7/25/25

tonight in bed, Hunter said he never wanted to give away any of his toys and he wanted to keep them for 100 years. I said, “so you’ll be 103 years old and still have all your toys?” And he said a very firm “yes.”

7/29/25

“my favorite part is the next part.” – Hunter at bedtime

7/31/25

i’m staying awake so many hours of the day and night, that all the days are all just blurring together.

8/2/25

enrolled H in his first karate class for this Wednesday. idk why but in a way feel my whole life will come to some point of culmination when i see him in this class. bc of like the cuteness factor. like idk what is much cuter than super little kids in the karate uniforms. 

today it crossed my mind to wonder if anyone had ever died from childcare – from taking care of children for too long a stretch. It seemed really likely. So tired today that tired is not the word. got cold sore on upper lip and it hurts so much- it’s just one small spot, but it stings and feels like it’s bleeding but when I look in the mirror, it isn’t. It’s the second cold sore I’ve gotten in two months. I know it’s from lack of sleep and desperately need to sleep more, but staying up all night because of skin, plus work and child responsibilities, prevent me.

8/3/25

House stuff going well: just registered our new truck that’s big enough to pull the RV, have sold our grey van and the blue truck, just went under contract with the house with some buyers at a reasonable price and a general inspection is scheduled for this Tuesday. Probably just a few more steps and if they go smoothly, we’ll be closing on the house soon, moving out and officially moved into the RV. All so I can live somewhere where I can feel better and normal.

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