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*waves frantically at everyone*
The midwife brigade has left me alone for the afternoon. I really should be napping since, you know, I have had all of 6 hours sleep in the past 24. But I miss nesting so screw sleep. Who needs it? At least tomorrow is my last day of torture, er, um, I mean help. Can't wait. Then I won't get shooed back into bed or away from "stressful" things like sitting at the big, mean, nasty computer.
Gah. Remember when I thought having in home health care was awesome? Yeah, was so over that by day 3. Thank goodness I am doing so well I have been allowed to "advance to boardwalk" so to speak and my stamp of approval of being a fit mom is on day 7 not day 10. woo hoo!
We have the
first round of visitors coming today. They will be served coffee, and
"beschuit met muisjes". Literally translated: rusks with baby mice. Real
world translation: cardboard-flavored pre-toasted bread disks covered
in butter and pink and white licorice flavored sprinkles that scarily
resemble mouse turds. 
I will so not be partaking. But because I care I bought them organic
cardboard disks and butter. Amazing how the "not found in nature
artificially flavored" mouse turds aren't organic, though.
We will sit in a circle playing hot potato with Floor so everyone has a chance to put their germy and/or cigarette smoky hands all over the newborn. I will outwardly smile painfully, while inwardly cringe, and then break down into a hysterical mound of jello sobbing about how the Dutch are determined to kill my baby as soon as the last wave goodbye is completed. I freakin love freakin hormones.
Anyway, thought I would say hello. Hello!
Re: *waves frantically at everyone*
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The "treat" sounds...delish. *cringe*
Hi Tupp!
Sounds an aweful lot like you are having your very own, in-house CIRCLE PARTY!!!
Anyway, it's good to "see" you. We need more pictures!
Oh, yum! Mini Good 'n' Plenty with butter on a cracker!
But its' great to see you!
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Hahaha! Couldn't have said it better myself!
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OMG, I can see you perfectly: Closing the door on the last guest, you tie on a frilly apron, sweep the mouse turd crackers across the counter and into the trash, platter and all. Then you pick up Floor and carry her at arm's length (as lovingly as possible) the whole way to the bathtub.
Enjoy your baby mice biscuits and pass-the-baby-and-an-unfiltered-cigarette circle party.
This is what I was envisioning too. Lol! Have a great time!
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