Running, Baby Teeth?, and Pampered Chef

Ash just took little Bells on a "Daddy Daughter Adventure," as he called it, so I could have a little break and enjoy a pampered chef party tonight. I kind of had a miniature panic attack as I watched the two most important things to me driving away, I don't spend a lot of time away from my daughter. In fact, I can count on one hand how many times I have been away from her, and none have been longer than two to three hours (and she is not yet 6 months). But I decided to suck it up take a deep breath and let the panic roll right off me, not going to lie I was in need of a little break. Bella's two bottom teeth (yes she is almost 6 months and they starting coming in at 5 1/2 months) have been reeking havoc in her poor little mouth and on my brain. Today she finally had a little break from the pain so I thought it would be a good idea to go to the gym and stretch my legs. Sprinted three miles I only had a little bit of time, so I wanted to make it count. It felt really good to get all of the energy out of my body. Because of the little mini's in Bella's mouth, we have been staying in a lot the last little while, and that is kind of a hard thing for me. Last night I couldn't even sleep, maybe got an hour and a half. Just had too much energy and needed to move. I hope sleep will find me tonight, we will see. For now, a hot shower, a little time in my closet, and off to the pampered chef party:)