* Ironing clothes. It seems archaic, and whenever I iron Wyatt's work shirts I feel a bond with all the women who have gone before me. Somehow the ironing never seems to get started until after 10pm because I wait until the kids are asleep and I get a burst of inspiration. I don't like to iron with children running around the house, so for now this is how it goes. Maybe if I get really inspired tonight I will watch a show while I iron and then do some exercise.
* Today we celebrated the birthdays of my nephew and niece who are turning 3 and 5 this month. Let us talk about how crazy it seems that this is the case. I swear that yesterday they were both newborns.
* Family. It can be so dysfunctional and cause so much pain. It can be so functional and bring such joy. I think in many ways it is an ugly beautiful mish-mash of all those things. I am feeling grateful for my family, immediate, extended, blood- and God-. So very many blessings.
* Yesterday while eating dinner, Jamie spit up on himself, me (I was holding him), and the floor. Par for the course. Elizabeth had already been my burp cloth runner several times that day and she immediately popped up from her chair to bring me yet another. After I cleaned off my leg, she took back the cloth and said, "Don't worry. I'll wipe off the floor. I just love being a big sister!" Let's keep running with that cheerful, helpful attitude, please!
* Hyperemesis Gravidarum. I think of it often. How many people do you know who get a bit panicky whenever they have a wave of nausea? I get unreasonably concerned whenever even feeling vaguely yuck. Or who know the date of the last time they vomited and can celebrate that it has been 15 weeks and 3 days? Not that I'm keeping track exactly. I have many thoughts about HG and my most recent experience with it and I'd like to write more specifically about the topic later.
*Work. I'm grateful to have a job that I enjoy; I work as a library assistant substitute, very part time, and the local public library. Rarely do I dread going to work, and the only reason I do dread it periodically is because I don't love to leave my baby for long. Otherwise, my job is rockin' and I am glad that I have the opportunity to do the type of work I do. The people I work alongside and the patrons we work with are generally a pretty neat group of people.
*Sleep. I need more of it.
* Hyperemesis Gravidarum. I think of it often. How many people do you know who get a bit panicky whenever they have a wave of nausea? I get unreasonably concerned whenever even feeling vaguely yuck. Or who know the date of the last time they vomited and can celebrate that it has been 15 weeks and 3 days? Not that I'm keeping track exactly. I have many thoughts about HG and my most recent experience with it and I'd like to write more specifically about the topic later.
*Work. I'm grateful to have a job that I enjoy; I work as a library assistant substitute, very part time, and the local public library. Rarely do I dread going to work, and the only reason I do dread it periodically is because I don't love to leave my baby for long. Otherwise, my job is rockin' and I am glad that I have the opportunity to do the type of work I do. The people I work alongside and the patrons we work with are generally a pretty neat group of people.
*Sleep. I need more of it.
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