I'm writing this whilst listening to Joe rhythmically kick her headboard in the other room. Naps have become a real crapshoot around here - sometimes she conks out for two and a half hours, and sometimes she pops out of bed as soon as I leave the room and knocks over furniture until I let her out. It's not something I'm overly concerned about because her nighttime sleep is good, and it's actually nice that she can skip naps now without turning into a gremlin because it's one less thing to schedule our day around. However, losing that chunk of time during the day is a real wrench in the works-from-home. Which in turn impacts how much time I have for myself overall WHICH was already basically none WHICH is fine, it's all fine. Everything. Is. Fine.

Speaking of work, usually I do a few things on Saturday and Sunday to make up for all the time I spend at the playground during the week except that this weekend the remote server is down so I can't get in so all the things are just continuing to pile up and there's not a whole lot I can do about it but again, you know, fine. 

WE SAID IT'S FINE.

We bought a new stroller yesterday. I got our last one online while I was still on maternity leave and it's been fine but Joe is starting to outgrow the straps. Since my main/only requirements of a stroller are that it be large enough to fit Joe and light enough to carry up stairs and onto trains, I'm sort of limited to strollers geared toward traveling which don't usually have a lot of passenger amenities. (I'd get an umbrella stroller, only I use the thing every single day and we need the sun shade/storage space/cupholder. Are you bored to death yet? This is who I am now. Sry about it!) Anyway I wanted to look at some in person this time so we went to Buy Buy Baby and while I was off to the side explaining the mamaRoo to a fascinated Joe, Diego picked out one he liked and was already having the sales lady call it up to the register by the time I got back. 

Many hours later, I finally watched the last episode of The Handmaid's Tale (I had to take a long break because my postpartum hormones couldn't handle it) and wouldn't you know that June and Lawrence had a conversation that was almost word for word what mine was with Diego in that moment:

"You are not in charge. I am."

I'm going to lie down with the cat now. Peas be with you