Today we were so busy. We're trying to do as much as we can while dad is away to keep us from being too sad and lonely. Vera decided that I should get a lot of chores done this morning so she didn't go back to sleep after finishing breakfast at 7a. And then she very much wanted to be carried in the moby while I did dishes and swept and vacuumed and cleaned the sinks and swept the porch and de-bug the garden and took out the trash and made the bed and did laundry and then feed her again, all before my 10a doctors appointment. Still two more weeks until I am fit for "strenuous physical activity" ahem.
Then we hit up the craft store, and the fabric store -she was not amused by Joann's; I guess that means she's her father's daughter. We still have time though, I'll convert her. After we left the fabric store she was extremely happy and peaceful so I thought I'd try to squeeze in Target before I fed her. Bad decision. She cried the whole time. This wouldn't have been so bad, I could have left, because the item I was trying to exchange for a bigger size did not exist there. Why didn't I walk out? I thought my throat was going to suction close for want of water after my Reeses Peanut Butter Cup lunch -gotta fuel the milk somehow. So all I wanted was a water bottle. I got in line behind a woman (the only open register) who was buying $375 worth of Target AND who had no fewer than 25 (seriously) coupons to be scanned... So we were there for about 10 minutes. But I needed the water so I couldn't leave.
Finally she got to eat and while she slept we ran to Toys R Us and scoured the store for the few items I needed only to realize 20 minutes later that there was a Babies R Us down the street that definitely had the things I needed. So back into the car and on to Babies R Us, where I bought Veggie Chips to give me strength. At this point she was sleeping so we were good. She slept soundly all the way home, all the way through me unpacking and folding the laundry, and all the way through eating real food (cauliflower) before she was hungry again.
Good job baby V. Are you ready for tomorrows adventure of Mom going to the mall to look for some new clothes? I'm below my pre pregnancy weight but definitely flabby. So, do I buy new clothes? Is my butt going to bulk out again when it's muscle? Are shirts going to fit me right when my nursing boobs go away? Dilemma. Why do I always think that word needs an "h" in it somewhere?
I bought all new shirts, and then when my big boobs went away, I had to buy all new new shirts, since my first new shirts were stretched out like crazy.
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