I ran this morning. For the first time in a coon's age. Or at least, the first time i was running for pleasure in a coon's age. I have run, but only out of necessity. I have to admit, I felt a little bit silly and a little bit fun in my running tights. My hip is reminding me that childbirth was not that long ago. But my hot shower felt so gratifying... Ahh.
The baby has a slightly elevated temp, excessive drool, and moderate fussiness. Call nurse like paranoid mother. "Why yes. She is 4 months. No, I hadn't considered that. Yes, I suppose she is within the normal range for beginning teething." Second child is growing too fast.
I was thinking about my office today. The financial advisors moved out a couple of months ago. So no more akward bluetooth moments in the hall. And I always get the 'good stall' in the bathroom - the one with good lighting, and a flush mechanism that works. Oh yeah, and they put in a refurbished snack machine. It's still directly adjacent to the mens' restroom.
Despite our massive renovations, there is still a duct-tape X above my bed. It's nice.
Junie hasn't rolled over yet. I love it. I want her to stay still as loooong as possible. I always thought Red's lack of mobility was due to his enormous size, but now I'm stumped. Because Junie is a peanut.
2 comments:
I've been running recently too. It's so nice to run again. Why do we wait so long to do it? I wish my endurance was built up like the good ol' days!!!
Hmmm, guess your kids are just content to not move. You probably take care of their needs better than I do. My kids feel compelled to get up and take care of themselves. survival instinct.
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