I really miss my days as a musician when I could retreat into a little tiny room all by myself and practice my French horn. Talk about having inner peace. Practicing gave me time to think and meditate. Lately I feel like everywhere I go someone is trying to start a battle, and I'm not much of a fighter. I guess we should have purchased a house with a practice room!
On a side note: I started to give Meghan some solid food on Tuesday. This Saturday she will turn 6 months and I usually like to introduce food right around that age. So far she has tried bananas at home and green beans and cereal at daycare. She seems to understand the spoon concept, but is always trying to hold it for me!