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So today I was supposed to get lots of stuff done.  I needed to go grocery shopping, do some laundry, house cleaning, change the sheets… you get the idea.  Well, it is now 4:15 and my accomplishments for the day include eating breakfast (this might not seem like an accomplishment but if you know me well, you’ll know that I struggle to be consistent with this meal), giving Jacob a bath, some online Christmas shopping, and a nap.  I missed lunch.  Maybe since I had breakfast my body forgot that I needed an additional meal before dinner.   

Around 3:30pm I was ready to go out.  I was dressed, I had the baby dressed, he was fed, it was good.  Then right as I was headed out the door I heard a diaper explosion from the direction of the car seat.  I put everything down, unbuckled him, got him changed and into new clothes, then back into the car seat.  As I was buckling him in he spit up all over his shirt.  I got that cleaned up and headed out the door only to discover that my keys were no where to be found.  I looked and thought that maybe I’d left them in the car last night, but I couldn’t see them through the car window.  So I came back upstairs unloaded the baby and resigned myself to just having to look through the car later when Nate got home.   

By this time Jacob is ready for a nap, so I put him down in his crib and start to restock the diaper bag.  In the very bottom of the bag, in the corner, are my keys.  I think there must be a small galaxy in the bottom of my diaper bag, because the gravitational pull it has on anything I put in there is astonishing.  I also found three pacifiers and a jelly bean in there. 

On a happy note, I’m wearing my size small maternity pants today.  I think the leading cause of postpardtum depression is not hormones but mirrors.  I’m so excited for the day when I can wear a pair of pants with a zipper.  Funny that Jacob and I both wear elastic topped pants.  huh… never thought of it like that.             

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