Isn't this blog supposed to be about writing? I'm pretty sure that's what I intended. And yet I seem to be stuck on a station that plays all babies, all the time.
Well, it's not my fault that I can't get any writing done. The baby is feeling much better. So much better, in fact, that he had me up EVERY HALF HOUR last night in order to eat, and eat, and eat some more. Of course, now he's sleeping... uh, like a baby. But I'm not. I'm crabby and tired and I'm not getting the stuff done I need to get done, darn it.
That mythical nine-to-twelve week maternity leave is looking better and better *g*.
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