Hello We're Alive
Okay, again, I've got like zero minutes so let's break out the bullet points:
- Nolan, Dylan is reading Watchmen per your orders. He's enjoying it a lot. What do you think the prospects are for the movie not sucking?
- Ry's MRI came back clean. One more test and we're out-of-the-woods in the degenerative eye condition arena.
- We're teaching Ry to sleep in his own crib in his own room. The night sleeping is actually going quite well. He's now sleeping 9-11 hours in the crib at night. Naps are still a mess, but hey, I've got my bed back, my husband back, and my evenings back! Of course, I fell asleep on the couch before 9 every night this past week...but hey, I can do what I like with my evenings, right?
- I'm a teeny, tiny toothpick of a woman. Who knew that all these years I complained about my weight that all I needed to do was get pregnant with a baby that's allergic to dairy and wheat? It's pretty damn ironic because I'm actually trying to gain weight now. I look kind of sick and Mary-Kate Olsen-esque and I don't find that particularly attractive. Plus, I can't even pretend that my size 4 pants fit anymore (they actually almost fell down when I was at work last week, haha), and even the size 2s aren't as snug as I'd like. See, told you I'm a toothpick!
-Off to try to shove some food down my gullet before I pass out on the couch!
- Nolan, Dylan is reading Watchmen per your orders. He's enjoying it a lot. What do you think the prospects are for the movie not sucking?
- Ry's MRI came back clean. One more test and we're out-of-the-woods in the degenerative eye condition arena.
- We're teaching Ry to sleep in his own crib in his own room. The night sleeping is actually going quite well. He's now sleeping 9-11 hours in the crib at night. Naps are still a mess, but hey, I've got my bed back, my husband back, and my evenings back! Of course, I fell asleep on the couch before 9 every night this past week...but hey, I can do what I like with my evenings, right?
- I'm a teeny, tiny toothpick of a woman. Who knew that all these years I complained about my weight that all I needed to do was get pregnant with a baby that's allergic to dairy and wheat? It's pretty damn ironic because I'm actually trying to gain weight now. I look kind of sick and Mary-Kate Olsen-esque and I don't find that particularly attractive. Plus, I can't even pretend that my size 4 pants fit anymore (they actually almost fell down when I was at work last week, haha), and even the size 2s aren't as snug as I'd like. See, told you I'm a toothpick!
-Off to try to shove some food down my gullet before I pass out on the couch!