At 1:32 am Deven turned 6 wks old. SIX WEEKS! Can you believe it? I can hardly believe it.
For a little while this evening it actually looked like he might be breaking this whole awake-when-everyone-else-wants-to-sleep habit and actually sleep during the night, but he woke up for good at about 1:30 and right now he is sitting in his bouncy seat staring at me. He is going to start fussing for me to pick him up any minute now. I can feel it.
I know it's my fault things are like this. I need to try to put him on some sort of routine, but I am not on any kind of routine myself. I fly by the seat of pants, I sleep, eat, shower when I get the opportunity, which is whenever he allows. This can't continue, especially if I am to start working soon. If anyone would like to offer any advice as to make this happen, I am more than willing to listen and try.

I got my hairs cut today. Really, it was just an excuse to get out of the house for a couple of hours. I thought I was going to go insane and shave one of my cats completely bald with a bic razor. Seriously, not even kidding. I just had some layers added. I really don't like how my hair looks when they style it at a salon. It's too...fluffy. And they use the round brush to flip it. I like to blow dry and then use a straightening iron. It will look awesome after I get my hands in there. I hate having short hair, but this will look really great once it grows out.
And he is fussing, just as I said he would. I must comfort him now.