My poor little blog.
I'm going to finish my first revision/total rewrite of The Book! in about an hour I think. That should free up some time to actually blog while I let it rest before embarking on Revisions: The Sequel.
I'm going to run a 5k on March 26th and a 10k on April 30th. Training-wise I am ill-prepared, but I am going to look ultra sharp in my pink tank top and pink trimmed running shorts. And really, isn't that all that matters?
My mother-in-law is here. She's rearranging my kitchen. I'm grateful for her help. I'm grateful for her help. I'm grateful for her help.
We tried to stop nursing, but yesterday I caved and nursed him for the first time in two weeks. This has caused a slight regression. But still he didn't nurse at all today, and only asked when he got sleepy so maybe it will not be like starting all over again. I know I want this break of being the only person using my body for a while before I get pregnant again but in the moment it just feels like I'm being mean. He likes it so much. When he was nursing yesterday he would pop off and cackle for a while before going to the other side. :-(
In the meantime I'm sort of generally swollen and grumpy. Even though overall, life is going really well.