i used to love [or strongly like, and never mind] doing the laundry. in the last six months however it's become one of my least favorite activities. i think i'm just burned out. we do about six loads a week and unfortunately none of it is frivolous washing.
thea is still spitting up quite a bit [to put it mildly] which is the main factor contributing to all the laundry. our pediatrician changed his tune at our last appointment...up until then he had said the spitting up would stop by six months but now he's saying, "it begins to slow down at six months." while i have noticed that the frequency may be lessening, the consistency has gotten much worse. we went from clear, odorless milk to carrots and yams and berries, oh my. i'll leave the rest to your imagination.
in the meantime, zack has been helping me fold the endless loads of laundry because otherwise the clean clothes end up sitting in a pile until i have a minute and get wrinkled. this weekend even miss nugs pitched in and offered some help, though she was often distracted by the yummy taste of the basket.
don't worry kid, as soon as you're walking the laundry is all yours.
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