My abundantly awesome husband, in an effort to do his part to keep the earth a healthy place in which to live, has done his part to contribute to "green" living, by replacing all of the household lightbulbs with flourescent, bought recycled paper towels and recycled toilet paper. However, after trying the recycled toilet paper, we've decided that there is a limit to how "green: we're willing to be. Our delicate tushies are not accustomed to the rough sandpapery texture of recycled TP, and we've gone back to aloe-cushioned softness.
My sister, Erin, descibed the feeling of recycled TP best: "Yeah, just hand me that splintery two-by-four so I can wipe my ass, please."
E-Beth is an angel. I'm convinced we have The Perfect Child.
And now we have a second Perfect Child. He eats, falls asleep, poops, farts, wakes up four hours later grunting softly for more food (no crying) and eats again. No joke - this is his life and he seems to be ok with it. I feel a little guilty about having a child who sleeps instead of spending most of the day screaming from colic and needing constant comfort. But I've been told this is what second children expect from their parents. They don't know any better, so it's How It Should Be.
I will be going back to work for one day this week just to test the waters and see how much I can handle right now. Next week I'll be working two days, and will continue to do so until summer season, and then I'll pick up another half day. My goal is to work only two days a week whenever possible so I can spend three full days a week with my babes. I'm a pretty lucky woman to be able to do this - don't think I don't realize this, because I do.
I've lost 30 lbs already. What other diet allows you to lose ten pounds a week in three weeks? Childbirth is the greatest weight loss program on earth - but it's not for everyone.