Thoughts

Those are leg warmers! They're homemade versions of Babylegs. They make diaper changes a breeze! And they're just tootin' cute.

Kellie is 23.5 inches long and weighs 13 pounds. Is that bigger than normal? Maybe it's the birdseye view I seem to favor when photographing her.

I was boiling my pump parts and spilled water on the floor. I slipped. I hit my shin, my ribs and my elbow on the counter and cabinets. I didn't curse. That's a big step for me. I'm on my way to becoming a suitable mother figure.

I don't want to do dishes. Five bucks for the first person to get over here and do 'em for me. Any takers? Anyone? Come on.

I curled my hair...I cut my bangs. I figure, if I can't go home thin, I'll be cute and stylish. (Something that's been somewhat out of reach since my second trimester of pregnancy.)


I weigh 172 pounds. When the doctor asks, I say it sheepishly, apologetically, quietly. What kind of resolve and determination do I posess? Little to none, apparently.

I couldn't take a photo of myself without giving the camera a "come hither" stare. So I posted the one of me looking at the viewer to make sure all 172 pounds of me was in the frame.

I'm trying to pump milk so that maybe one day we can have a date night. Any suggestions, tips or condolences, please leave them in the comments box.