You guys?? It’s Hudson’s un-birthday today. As in, ONE YEAR AGO he was only a 6 month old baby boy. He was TINY.

And now? That little guy who brought me joy is a BIG boy who brings me so much joy. He spent the weekend with my mother because A. Nonnie & Papa are huge Hudson addicts & love spending time with him & B. I had about 6 months of neglected filing to deal with, an attic that needed cleaning, a house that needed cleaning and about a year of bank statements that needed reconciliation. My super-bookkeeper title got flushed the minute I had a kid. I just FAIL & spend much of my time worrying about how I will ever catch up with ALL. THAT. PAPERWORK. So, luckily, this weekend I DID. I caught up a significant amount. The house? It’s clean! So is the attic. And my filing?? Yeah it’s pretty much complete. Same with the paperwork. Having help makes a GIANT difference in what I get done. With Scott here to deal with my little twinstars & Hudson at my mom’s house, I was like hurricane Emily. I was unstoppable! Folding laundry & cleaning. The one thing I DID notice about this weekend?? I had completely divorced the interwebz & it felt kinda AMAZING. Every night for the last 4 nights- instead of internetting myself to sleep at night- I left my computer upstairs on my desk. I went to sleep earlier & got so much more done. It was like a wake-up call! HELLO EMILY YOU ARE ADDICTED TO THE INTERNET! So, I am making a more concerted effort to stay off the computer when I have NOTHING to do on it. As in- just sitting on twitter at night when there is no reason to be there- or using every excuse to jump on & look at the same shit over & over again.

Anyways- that’s not even the point here. This post is about my kids. And guys? My Hudson is 18 months old today. I know I said that up top. But let’s revisit that. 18 freaking months. I am in shock. And of course, awe. Because this kid is something else! He still isn’t talking much but is learning new things every day. If you ask me, he’s a genius- but I know I’m a bit biased. So, Happy unBirthday Hud. You are my monster & I love you more than I even know how to explain. But maybe quit growing up. Because I cannot handle it.

A year ago? He was barely trying his first foods of avocado & plums.
A year ago? He had just started crawling.
A year ago? He wanted to sleep in my bed every night.

Now? He is running around being basically the littlest adult in the house while eating anything he can get his hards on- still with only 5 teeth! And last time he slept in my bed was at least 6 months ago. He has no interest in it.
Also of interest?? This time last year I was starting to feel inexplicably tired and foggy & TIRED & sicktomystomach. And I blogged about it. And everyone was like: “ohhh maybe you’re prego!” & I was like “That’s just crazy talk!” and then I TESTED. OK well that anniversary isn’t for another three days- but basically July has been a BUSY month in The Brandt House the last couple years.

OK- I’m off now to spend time with my children. To clean. To watch Baby High or whatever this show is on Mtv that I cannot believe I haven’t seen yet. Basically: I’m divorcing the internet. Well, maybe not a divorce- but a separation. With shared custody? As in 50/50. As in I’ll be back. SOON.