It's thunderstorming pink & blue...

Yesterday was an interesting day.
After the pancake mess, which I didn't actually clean up, I left with the baby and my girlfriend to hang out.
Before I did, I made sure to leave a note that I wasn't in fact cleaning it up. (My uncle later stated, when I got home again, that I completely threw him under the bus - I didn't feel bad, he made the mess, he should be the one to clean it up again).

Our hanging out consisted of going to the mall and then to her parent's house for dinner, which happens every time we hang out.

But what was different was the entire time, we were talking about pregnancy and babies. I was trying to tell her how hard it is to raise a child, from the single viewpoint (because that the only viewpoint I have), and how life changes drastically, and how you might already have an idea of how hard it is now, but you don't really know until it actually happens in reality.

I explained to her that she needs to know when she's going to conceive, possible due dates and finding out approximately when she ovulates. I told her that I don't really want her to get pregnant, but knowing information can save her a lot of trouble.

I gave her a 5-hour speech. I'm hoping that she knows more now, but it's all up to her. I told her I'd support her if she ever did get pregnant, but I also mentioned that I'm not going to sugarcoat it. I might have it a little easier because I have a pretty easy baby, but easy babies aren't exactly still easy to take care of.

After coming home, I settled back in with the baby with cuddles, S didn't want to sleep, so I knew something was up. Sure enough, at 8:30 PM, it's started pouring and storming hard. By 9, we had lost power. S wouldn't go to sleep finally until 12:30 AM, and by that point, after trying to calm him down, I was exhausted. We both slept soundly until 6:30 AM, he ate, and finally now, at 10:30 AM, he's finally back to sleep for his morning nap. Power came back at exactly 7 AM, and I was actually able to warm up his bottle and not give him lukewarm formula.

This morning, I have the awesome task at cleaning the kitchen... again.
There was garbage and dishes everywhere. I got the garbage cleaned up, but now it's time for dishes.

My friend is coming again today at 3:30 PM after work so we can hang out again. Before then, I have to clean up the kitchen and my bedroom - not forgetting laundry. Ugh, does it ever end?