I’m still alive. It’s probably a bad time to “start” writing again since we’re leaving for Hawaii in 3 days (yippee btw!). I really miss writing and getting it all out. Once you stop, it’s hard to start again. Work just got too crazy for me to keep up on anything. I’m stalled at the same weight-7 pounds from where I was when I got pregnant. Sleep wins over working out most if not all days (I always said that I’d never be one of THOSE people and I am).
Life is really great. I LOVE my life and I’m so thankful for it. Lucy turns 1 in less than two weeks (OMFG!) and it’s seriously been the best year (by far) of my life. Hard but awesome. Once we get back from Hawaii weaning starts in earnest and I’m ready. I’ll miss it and it makes me sad that that chapter is ending but I’m ready to have my body back. I could actually go work out in the morning and not have to worry about A) my boobs exploding and B) how Lucy is going to get fed.
I should go to bed (I’m tapping this out on my iPhone) hopefully more tomorrow 🙂