Well got back from Chicago the other day. It was fine, nice getting away but boy was it exhausting! It was nice sleeping alone though and not having a snoring husband or a squirmy toddler waking you up. Some of the sessions I attended were duds, others were pretty good. Have to say my favorite was Jack Newmans, and Linda Smiths. They both are great public speakers.

Anyways girls missed me and it was great to see them again. Megan when she first saw me was a bit confused I think. Then when we sat down as daddy was searching for the car, she stood there staring at my shirt, lol. I knew what she wanted, so I asked and she nursed like crazy. It was good since I was feeling quite a bit full at the moment.

Yesterday was such a rough day for me. K was just insanely crying and whining all day. My voice is coarse today from all the yelling/talking I did yesterday. It's wearing me thin for sure. I'm gonna start writing out all the things that set her off so I can have some example to give to the physchologists (if I ever get in that is)

This morning K wanted to draw w/crayons. I get out paper and crayons for her. I was in bath room and she comes running in crying hysterically. Couldn't understand why, she walked back to playroom crying still and I guess the paper fell on the floor and Megan was trying to give her another piece of paper but it was the wrong kind of paper (already had something on one side, she has to have both sides cleared) So I finally got her to calm down from that and then Megan started ripping the crayon and K flipt big time. I tried to get Megan to stop, then she did and k just couldnt' calm down. Then Megan got made and threw crayons on the floor. Then K cried even more about it.