It’s been a little over two weeks since I had Maisy. I’m starting to feel a little normal. I just took my last extra extra strength motrin and I don’t know what I’ll do without it. I’ve been having killer headaches, my pelvis is still swollen, and I’m still walking like a baby deer. Everything else is back to normal with the hefty exception of my weight. I think I might have been witty previously on this blog, no, not witty, that’s too self-absorbed. I think I may have had an entertaining blog to read, but my brain hurts. I’m sorry I can’t make you laugh.
Guess what? We’re moving. To Virginia. Nick is going to work with the Navy Seals. Guess when we’re moving? Two and a half weeks! It’s going to be cray cray. I would, however, like to give a shout out to my angel babies Owen and Maisy. Owen? Great toddler. Maisy? Great sleeper. She sleeps in three-four hour chunks most nights. And she eats in five minutes or under. My wrecked body has been getting a pretty decent amount of sleep for having a 2 week old. She’s in the 72% for weight. She knows how to eat and what it’s all about. She takes after her mother in that way.
This post was really just to inform you that, I’m going to try to still blog as often as possible, but we’re moving and I have a newborn and a toddler. I still feel like crappity crap, for instance, I’m currently in a cold sweat thinking of having to take my two children to the post office. And that my hormones are making the computer screen go in and out of focus continually. I wonder if they are also responsible for my current nickname for both children: Pookie Toodles.