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*I wanted to thank all of you for your sweet congratulations. It was so wonderful to read each of your comments and feel the warmth of this community, a real treat!*
I realize that posts here have been sparse, adjusting to teaching at night again and trying to find my equilibrium has me generally sliding behind. It's important to me to document and share this time in our lives though, so I will be better! Starting next week... I hope :)
I realize that posts here have been sparse, adjusting to teaching at night again and trying to find my equilibrium has me generally sliding behind. It's important to me to document and share this time in our lives though, so I will be better! Starting next week... I hope :)
Today is unseasonably warm, it's almost 50 degrees (imagine!). Of course it's also raining on top of snow, and then it's all supposed to freeze. You just have to love New England. I decided to spend the morning taking a long walk with Little Smith before the rain hit, and it was perfection to feel the fresh air in my lungs without the frigid bite.
My favorite part of winter is usually snow boarding... but my midwife has prohibited me from going this season. I guess the worry is that someone could slam into me or I could catch an edge and have a big tumble. It's a small sacrifice to make and I do it happily, but it does make this winter less thrilling than most. Even the year I gave birth to Little Smith I was on the mountain seven weeks later... it's strange to sit a season out. Spring? Want to come sometime soon? I'm a wee bit bored.
Little Smith is trying to keep me entertained. His latest obsession is sitting in our laundry basket and pretending it's a boat. I played along for a while, paddling along, pointing out fish and ducks that we passed on our journey down the imaginary river... and it was so much fun that now it's almost impossible to get him out. Seriously. This afternoon he spent an hour in there by himself while I cooked lunch. An hour! He was happy as a clam and refused to leave, but I started to wonder at what point this could be considered neglect.
Also, I'm already looking way too pregnant for thirteen weeks. It's kind of exciting to have physical evidence that we are adding this new person to our family (sometimes it seems like a dream), but I still haven't told many people and I'm starting to feel self conscious. With my last pregnancy, I was barely showing even at 5 months, what's going on?! Hopefully it's not just all the bagels I've been eating.
This week-end we are going to my mom's. It's going to be freezing there, but we're in desperate need of a date night out. I've been living in my pajamas and even if I'm still queasy, I'd like to feel pretty for an evening. Happy Friday!... oh wait... it's only Wednesday, oh well, I am prematurely declaring this week over :)