For one, Mommies do get sick sometimes. It should not be allowed, but it does happen. I emerged from the hurricane 5 pounds heavier and with a wicked sore throat. Not having a sore throat for years, I quickly remembered how awful it is. And for fear of passing it on to the baby, I've been limiting my contact to pretty much just feedings, diaperings, and transferring from bouncy seat to swing. I can't take not being able to smother her with hugs and kisses all day! I'm hoping that this passes in the next day or so for both our sakes.
Perhaps because I can't swallow and haven't been eating so much, or because of my new rigorous exercise routine, I seem to have lost that hurricane weight and then some. Thanks to the "30 Day Shred" phenomenon that was so popular amongst the wedding planning set a few years ago being brought back to my attention, I'm well on my way to becoming a hot mama. Not that I was a particularly hot pre-mama, but at least I was thin. Now all I have is my sparkling personality to get me through. So yeah...definitely need to work on my body as well. Day 1 has me down 5 pounds, and while that is likely scale error, I'm going to take that. But try gasping for air when your throat feels like you swallowed razor blades. No pain, no gain, as they say...
As my leave is rapidly dwindling down, I've been trying to tie up all loose ends before going back to work. I've been getting the baby book in order, putting photos in to albums (including some wedding photos, I'm that behind), organizing drawers, etc. etc. etc. I'm having a tough time thinking of how I'm possibly going to be able to get everything done that I need to in just a few short hours every day. Cook, clean, take care of the baby, still read or write or do something for my own sanity's sake, spend time with my husband. Something is going to have to give. I think it will be cleaning.
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