I can't seem to get out of this chair and the best seated productive activity is writing a post. Now that the baby is out of the closet, I guess I can air on all things pregnancy, and the first and most prominent is the overwhelming fatigue. Today was the first day of our week long move in which Nick decided to be a superhero and do it mostly by himself. After countless trips up and down our current and new stairs, 1 carload to our new apartment, many packed parcels lugged around the apartment, 1 longish dog walk, and 1 trip to the vet, I am super tired. Our apartment is looking empty, even the rugs are vacuumed and rolled. What's left are the big-ish furniture (all Ikea, and easily broken down), the conservatory of plants we have accumulated in these 6 months, our summer clothes, Nicks treasures from the alley in which he promises to make a masterpiece someday, and 1 big mirror. Actually, there are a lot of little things too, but those are small potatoes.
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| Here is the superhero himself. Arnie wishes he could help. |
For those inquisitive minds out there, this is where we are with baby LW2. It's 10 1/2 inches already!
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