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Spring time

Somehow we have found ourselves staring at the calendar, wondering how it can possibly be mid-March. My little Charlie Bug isn't so little, it's staying light outside longer, and we're being taunted with warmer weather (though I'm certain we'll see at least one more snow storm this year).

I can't help but feel stressed. My house is a mess. There are piles of boxes in the basement that need my attention. I need to get it together and forge ahead... items need to be sorted & delivered to Goodwill, put away in the garage, or find a home in the basement. For real. I'll post a picture of "before" when I finally roll up my sleeves and get to work.  I love spring cleaning but hate that I am exhausted by the time Charlotte crashes at night. It's not even time that I need, but rather energy. How so people keep their houses nice?!

Did I mention we also need to baby proof the house? Stat. I watched Charlotte pull herself up in the pack & play this weekend.... the countdown is on. She will be mobile in no time. Any suggestions or advice with regards to baby proofing?

Xo
Mama Porch

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