The past 2 days I've been able to walk the 1 mile loop around the neighborhood. It wasn't fast, but at least I did it.
The dude weighed 10lbs 1oz at his 3 week doc visit last week. The little piglet is plumping up.
Clock's mom has given the dude arm cholic. Well, it's not all her fault, but she's been a major participant. Next week when I'm home alone there will be much screaming. This is just the way of things.
I'm wrapping up B5 S3. I totally HATE HATE HATE the romance between Captain pretty boy and Delenn. LAME! Other things that happened in this season totally rocked.
Yesterday I had my first outing by myself in months. I went and got my hair chopped off, and then got new passport photos. Big girl, big girl!
Why does everybody say "Get ready for poopy diapers!" when they learn you're pregnant? Seriously, poopy diapers are the easiest fluid we have to deal with. I had fluid leaking out of the hole in my back where the epidural had been - why don't people warn you about that? Or milk constantly leaking out of your boobs? Or the insane hot flashes that make you drench the sheets in your bed every night? Again, everything everybody says about pregnancy and babies is all a bunch of lies and hippie crap.
While I'm less overwhelmed with breastfeeding, I'm not exactly enjoying it. I'm still waiting for this mythical time when the number of feedings drops. Also, I don't believe this whole "you'll be able to discreetly nurse in public" b.s. How exactly am I supposed to do that? Maybe smaller breasted moms can, but I don't see how it will every work for me. Meh, whatever. Of course, I could really care less about flashing my boobs in public (see clock's complaint about my pile of Mardi Gras beads), so people will just have to get over it.
I've dropped 35 lbs so far (I put on 60 while pregnant). I'm pretty stoked!! Now that I'm able to exercise a bit, I'm sure more will start dropping.
When I walk at night, I take the dude with me in our fanci outdoorsy stroller. The infant sling is pretty nice, and he seems OK with it. It's fun to watch his expressions as he sees new things in the world around him.
The dude will be waking up soon, which means I will have to provide an afternoon snack. Time for me to start the chicken marinade for dinner. Ah, the domestic goddess lifestyle.
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