Jazz threw up last night and then decided that it was play time. I went to bed at 9:30 and had a mini melt down. I feel like I'm not coping with the expectations I have on myself and I'm feeling exhausted. I think I need to take a week off soon, once Matt starts working. Then I'll have a week to myself while Jazz is at daycare and Matt's at work and I should be able to get the things I want to get done, done and hopefully have some time to relax. Maybe I'm just feeling like this because Jazz is becoming a real handful and so upset due to the teething.
She was so good while she was getting her hair cut last night. Have a few clippings to put into her baby book. For much of the haircut, she sat still on my lap. The only time she cried was when we were holding her head to stop her moving while the lady was cutting around one of her ears.

I've asked Matt to get as much cleaning done as possible today to help prepare for Saturday. He's gonna be out all day tomorrow at training for his job and I don't know if he'll be working on Friday or not, but I have Friday off and have to take Jazz for her injections, tidy up, bake a cake, start decorating (blowing up balloons). Make a couple of salads, get a few munchies.

I can't shake this feeling that something bad is going to happen sometime. I hate when I get that feeling because something does happen. I feel sick to my stomach.