Poor Kitty

So ever since I've been a Mama I have no patience leftover for Oliver the cat. The minute he starts meowing at the door or walking in circles on my belly blocking my view of the laptop I become enraged. I remember before Nina was born I would let him sleep on me forever and I wouldn't get up because he looked so happy. Now I just use him as a distraction for Nina. When she is being clingy I tell her to go find the kitty and she chases him all around the house. Poor kitty!