Portable blogging.

I guess I am going to start writing blogs on the iPhone/iPad from now on. Otherwise, I might never blog again. With the exception of my new part-time job, I am never on a computer. And with a baby who can no longer sit in a bouncer without trying to escape and on the verge of crawling, it will get infinitely more difficult. Let’s see how this goes. Autocorrect, don’t you screw this up for me!

Henry is changing every day. It’s amazing. Babbling, scooting, acrobatics, eating A LOT, sleeping all the way through the night (8 pm – 6 am), sitting on his own pretty well, and just generally doing more stuff. I look at him in his high chair and think, “whoa. I have a baby.”

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Working a few hours a week and getting out of the house has done a world of good for my anxiety. I’m starting to feel like the old Katy again. It also helps that my hair is growing back quickly from that pesky postpartum hair loss episode. I’ve also lost 6 pounds in the past week from eating less sugar, mainly. But my cravings for anything sweet are KILLING me. Wish me strength.

There are the crappy days too, where I think I don’t know what the eff I’m doing. Today was one of those days. I decided to make Chris a nice dinner and after putting the boiled potatoes into the kitchenaid mixer and turning it on to make mashed potatoes, the potatoes went a-flying. All over the kitchen. Meltdown ensued. I’m laughing about it now, but I was not then. I had just fed Henry so he was fussing to get down (also turned out he had a full diaper) which didn’t help my nerves. Chris came home and calmed me down (he’s good at that) and the evening resumed as normal. But I wonder how moms with multiple children do it? How will I ever get a meal cooked or clean a room when we have another one? Anyway, my meatloaf came out great, so it worked out. I’ll get the hang of it by the time Henry’s in college, at least. Maybe.

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Trying to escape and getting side tracked by his toes.

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