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Occasionally Ash suffers from minor sleep regressions, but we’re in the midst of a terrible one right now, one where he will not fall asleep until about 10pm, often when I just give up and go to bed too. He’s normally a great sleeper- since he was two months old he’s had a strict 7pm bedtime that he’s willingly adhered to, but this week, even after 20-90 minutes of nursing, I’ll take him off the boob and see the dreaded, *blink blink* of his eyes, which means he’s not even CLOSE to falling asleep. KILLS ME. I hope it passes soon. I NEED my evenings!

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My tattoo is all healed. Shea butter brings out the colours much more vibrantly than anything else I’ve used. There’s a part of the wave that didn’t heal well and is kind of blotchy, and there’s another part near my toes where the ink has bled quite a lot into my skin, leaving a halo of gray, but other than that I quite enjoy it. I don’t feel lopsided and kind of enjoy only having one foot done. This is good news considering 1. the extreme lack of talented artists on the east coast and 2. how much it fucking hurt, despite having given birth before.

Note: those shoes were found at Value Village today for $2.99! Score.

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We found a house!

I cannot believe the number of absolute shit places I saw, so many that I was losing hope of ever finding somewhere nice. I decided a long time ago that I was going to put up posters around our neighbourhood, advertising that I wanted to find a nice cozy home for us. Last Wednesday I did so- I taped about ten of them to telephone poles, and it was only a couple of hours later that I got a call from someone who said they lived in a nice place but bought a house of their own and were moving in August.

They welcomed me into their beautiful home to check it out and I IMMEDIATELY fell in love and knew that I had found our new home. It’s a two bedroom apartment in an old house (bottom floor with tall ceilings), with a nice kitchen, dining room, living room and front entrance with a huge coat closet. We plan on giving Ash his own room, a place where we can put all of his toys and his little mattress, though I imagine he’ll still be spending nights with us, but I’d like to have him nap in his own room. This means minimal toys in our living room, which frankly, is about time. He’s got such nice toys- rarely a plastic one- but they take up so much room and are often underfoot and just annoying to have around all the time.

The bathroom has a claw foot tub, and is much bigger than our current one, where there is literally no room for Ash’s potty, so he ends up pooping and peeing in the hall. There’s a back yard area and a huge front deck. We have a driveway! It’s in the neighbourhood I wanted to be in, near the grocery store I like to shop at, and is within walking distance of my job, Ash’s day care and is closer to Clive’s work as well.

The best part of the new place is the basement. It’s HUGE. There’s a washer and dryer, and SO MUCH STORAGE space we can hardly believe it. The floor is concrete, but it’s painted and smooth and it means that Ash will be able to drive around his tricycle in the winter or push around his cars with ease. It’s going to be somewhere for Clive to store all of his dangerous fishing lure supplies and for me to store my thousands of dollars worth of fabric I’ve accumulated, instead of having it out in the open and ugly as hell. We could put a ping pong table/pool table down there if we wanted to, and still have massive amounts of storage. We have so much stuff, that storage has always been a big problem for us, so this solves everything.

The only problem is that our current lease runs out on Aug 1, and the earliest we’re going to be able to move in will be Aug 16, so I’m not sure how that’s going to work out. It’s worth two weeks of upheaval, this place is just that great. I cannot wait to move!