I had a lovely 33rd birthday on Sunday. Wow…33. I didn’t think I’d still be so FAT. Argh. I am all for size acceptance but when you are unhappy with it it’s time to change. And I’m unhappy! Mostly I want to be that mom that rolls around on the floor with her children, and then can put a cute pair of shorts on that she’s bought in any old store and go out into the world.
We painted the living room and entryway this weekend. I will try to post pics…I need to figure out how to upload them on my work ‘puter since the DSL is canceled at home. Trying to save money!
I admit, it makes me 50% sad and 50% happy to think about postponing trying for baby #2 until next January. I’m not sure. I’m just not sure what will happen. Pretty much everything depends on if dh becomes employed rapidly, and what kind of job he gets. If it’s not substantial…we’ll be looking for greener pastures.
