We have been busy over here at Casa Pelota (House of Ball). In June, we bounced back to the hospital for a week, due to a nutrition error (that I've since moved past but really was too angry to blog about at the time). We have mostly been working on finding our way, and learning how to be normal. Normal is so relative, isn't it? In the last three years, our family has undergone a lot of change, and learning to be, "normal" has become our default when emergency mode begins to wear off. We are there again now, learning our new normal. Not going to lie, finding a new normal is exhausting, and getting to that point usually involves lots of tears on my end, some yelling (also usually on my end, Eric is a pretty quiet guy when he's working through things) and lots of productive family conversations. Right now, our biggest barrier is sleep deprivation. Never in my life have I gotten so little sleep. We are averaging a little less than 4 hours a night. You don't r
Life in the Eric and Tiffany Ball house. Most likely from Tiffany's perspective. A little bit of horticulture, a lot of Aiden, a little Binx, and probably a decent amount of time between posts.