I am back at home after a week of vacation and my brain is so full of things that I need to get out here. I hope that I can coax them out one at a time over the next few days. Last night I was too tired to even look at the computer. I crawled into bed at 8pm and went to sleep.
Nothing really momentous happened while I was away. I ate too much, I drank too much and didn't sleep enough. (the not sleeping is due to D's inability to ever sleep past 7am even when on vacation and utterly exhausted from running around with 2 other 3 year olds.) I went for my first post-dead baby pedicure which was lovely and didn't involve any crying (surprisingly). I also spent lots of time spoiling my friend's 1 year old daughter. I think I could do that because: 1) she is a "she" and 2) she was conceived before we even started trying to have a 2nd baby so she is older than our second child could have possibly been. Hopefully that doesn't change as time passes as she is such a sweet girl (like her mommy). Here we are hanging out in the lake. (The boat effectively hides the very icky flabby belly that no amount of bathing suit can hide.)