Word vomit

I don't think I'm the only one who doesn't blog anymore. Instagram is so much easier and quicker. Plus, I think most people are more interested in little tidbits rather than big long blog posts.

I've been doing a little work on our master bathroom over the past month and now I'm wondering why I didn't do it five years ago! I gel stained the cabinets, added some mercury glass knobs, and framed the mirrors. The frame was originally going to be stained the same as the cabinet, but we ended up using primed baseboards, so instead I painted them blue-gray and used the stain over the paint to glaze it. I LOVE how the frames turned out! I wish the tile and countertops weren't so blah, but I don't really know what I could do besides replacing them, and that's not going to happen.
I should be making presents, wrapping presents, working on family history, getting ready for cooking, etc, but I don't feel like it. What happened to those days of playing at home with my kids, going to the library, and reading by the fire? I miss that. Life is crazy now but I think that I am just in that stage of life now!
Juno's speech is so slow to improve and it's frustrating and most weeks we leave "Talking Time" (her speech therapy) feeling defeated--well--I feel defeated. She doesn't care. Her sweet therapists today reassured me that all kids develop at their own rate, but that she is improving and not to worry too much about what the future holds. The good thing is, her language (which was way, way below average last year) has improved significantly (she tested above average for her age this month). Now we are just working on articulation--tedious, tedious, tedious.
And now Pearl is awake. Blerg. She doesn't nap well, she doesn't sleep well, and I am tired.