When it is just the two of us here, the apartment is so quiet. It makes me a little crazy.
Today I did laundry and it was a little hard because it was just the two of us. I have to leave to go to the garage where the laundry room is in our building. Once, he was asleep so I left him in the crib and ran and hurried like you wouldn't believe, praying the whole time. I don't think I can do this again.
How do people do this?
One time Phillip put him in the sling and took him back and forth with him... I couldn't carry the basket with him on me. Where would it go?
If we ever get a house, I really hope we have a washer and a dryer. (and it would be great if it was on the first floor... :)