The idea of planting a garden this spring is right up there with building a space shuttle for NASA in how impossible it would be for me. Checking my office voicemail is to neurosurgery as curing cancer is to achieving world peace. My depression has me living an unbalanced analogy. Continue reading
You know, I still don’t feel like Kristin. I don’t know who I am sometimes. How long does an identity crisis last after you’ve had a baby? How long does it take to transition and feel comfortable as both the … Continue reading
It’s amazing what a difference a real doctor makes. I went to my general practitioner back when I started feeling really terrible and learned that I had high blood pressure. Before Christmas he changed my meds, and they started causing … Continue reading
Not sure if it’s the weather, my sleep habits, hormones or what…but I have been having the weirdest dreams lately. A couple of nights ago I dreamed I was standing in a gorgeous ballroom with the Queen of England. The … Continue reading
He said “dada” first. I knew he would. I was okay with this. Finally, after what seemed like weeks of just “dadadadadada” all the time, he said “mama.” But not as often as he said “dada.” And that was okay, … Continue reading
So we’ve weaned. And that means my body doesn’t have to stay in a state of perpetual readiness to feed my boy. Which, for me, means a couple of things. First, bring on the margaritas. And second, it’s time to … Continue reading
I saw my rheumatologist yesterday. His first question was, “Are you still breastfeeding?” Are we? Sort of. Gibson will only sit still and latch on long enough to actually nurse at night when he’s sleepy. Otherwise, he will only accept … Continue reading
You haven’t lived until you’ve done squats with overhead press using a ream of copy paper as weight. While I was doing just that last week, it occurred to me that working out in the office is actually not easy. … Continue reading
“Pressure! Pushing down on me! Pushing down on you…” Blood pressure that is. Mine’s too high. High enough that a couple weeks ago, I felt so off that I went to my general practitioner for a physical. He confirmed what … Continue reading
Fitness is important to me. Not slimness, mind you. But fitness. However, thanks to some financial setbacks recently, I have temporarily suspended my gym membership. Not that I was getting a whole lot of use out of it with Gibs on … Continue reading
Hungry For Motherhood 