My AP group is going crazy lately scheduling fun Mom's Night Out type of stuff, and I am feeling sad that I can't attend many of them because Steve usually works too late to come home and stay with Emma. It's also Reason Number 1,000,000,001 that I'm sad we don't live by my family. Having them close by would make it so much easier because I know they would love to watch her if I wanted to go do something by myself.

On the other hand, Steve, Emma, and I really have such an amazing time when we're together. The three of us are really in a good place right now. I often feel like we enjoy each other's company so much when we're together because we appreciate it more. Last weekend, for example, was the first weekend in ages that Steve didn't work at all and it was wonderful! If he didn't ever work on the weekends, would we really appreciate them as much? Or...am I just trying to make myself feel better about his obnoxious work habits? Not sure.

Ever since Emma started eating solid foods, I have really been a stickler about nutrition. I devoured many books about nutrition and health and I would always get so excited about all the nutrients I was able to squeeze in at each meal. Sadly, I have lost that. I am hoping one of these days my desire to cook good, healthy meals will return, but in truth I don't even have the desire to cook crappy meals. We have been eating out more than eating at home. Today Emma said to me, "Where are we eating lunch today?" :( After that I really had good intentions for dinner so I got pork chops all ready, but by the time Steve got home the thought of cooking and eating them was making me nauseous. Chipotle, however, sounded fabulous. I really hope this ends soon because I am suffering some serious guilt because of it. And, by the way, the Chipotle was fabulous.