I walked approximately fifty miles last night, all in the comfort of my own home, hefting 30 pounds of toddler. Incidentally, I love describing him this way – 30 pounds of toddler – and when I say this I want you to think of 6 bags of potatoes and how much that would weigh and…
I'm MEEEEEELLLLTTTIIIIIIING
It is hot in this house. Patrick has gone to church without us. I am hacking and nose-blowing my way through the morning, relying on Ms. Tele Vision to be babysitter. Jack watches Disney froth, Virgil runs from couch to couch, bored out of his mind, and the cat is sprawled on the cool tiles…
Ouch
Hoisting 30 pounds of toddler has caused me some serious lower back pain today. It doesn’t help that I heft around extremely substantial law casebooks whenever I’m not carrying him. I’ve never had this twingey thing before. Twinge. Twinge. It feels serious. I think I’m dying.This isn’t interesting. It’s ok, I realize that. But my…
Husband's outta town
Wine and leftover birthday cake for dinner.
Tuesday with Cake
I am thirty one years old today. I share this birthday with little Max, a friend-of-a-friend’s baby who was born this morning at 5:30 am, and whose delivery stats I followed closely on facebook, excited for some reason that a new baby would share my big day, even though thousands of new babies are no…