Having the flu (both ends) while at work, standing for over 30 min waiting to talk to people, sweating....then puking in a hot car, in a bucket on my lap, while pumping.
Yep.
Some less shitty news.....
(Something I found on another blog)
Dear new mother,
I know it doesn’t feel like it now…but you will sleep again.
You will eat in a nice restaurant again.
You will listen to adult music again.
You will wear red lipstick again.
You will drink wine with your girlfriends again.
You will talk – really talk – to your husband again.
You will vacation again.
You will feel less than utterly exhausted again.
You will find time to waste again.
You will read a book again.
You will wear skinny jeans again.
You will look at your body with pride again.
You will stay up past 10pm again.
You will take pictures of things not related to you again.
You will find time for you again.
But you will never love anything more than this again.
(Really? Because I don't think I ever need to go to work having to worry about shitting my pants but I'll go with it.)
Family portrait by Hudson. I'm the one in black. All black.
He's a man.
She's my favorite daughter.
One of my all time favorite pictures.
One of my all time favorite words. Pretty.
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