is your toddler a healthy weight?
when i got pregnant with the tadpole, i signed up once again for those "what size is your baby this week?" e-mails. i loved boring people with exclamations like "it's the size of a raspberry this week!", both times.
when i went back to work after the d&c, i dreaded having to delete the two weekly e-mails i would have gotten. but they weren't there. no one else has access to my e-mail, except for vague information protection people in other cities that have never had any contact with me. i cannot for the life of me figure out how the e-mailers knew to cut me off.
then today a remnant of the first time around somehow got through to me. i went to the breakroom to cut up an apple, and when i got back to my desk, there was the e-mail pitching me toddler food.
would hans have been considered a toddler already? i thought after a year they were considered toddlers. he would have been nine months old yesterday. the tadpole would be 18 weeks tomorrow. this day suddenly sucks.
i've stopped counting milestones and anniversaries. all they do is bring back memories of lying on the ultrasound table and hearing the worst news of my life.
damn those baby food people for dredging this stuff up today.
justin is taking his buddy to a basketball game for his birthday tonight, and i had planned to go home and go to bed early. i'm sleep deprived from a week of justin going to work at odd times and more frequent, well, world-rocking than usual. but now i'm not sure i would sleep so well. maybe i'll go see a chick flick instead. anyone have any recommendations?
when i went back to work after the d&c, i dreaded having to delete the two weekly e-mails i would have gotten. but they weren't there. no one else has access to my e-mail, except for vague information protection people in other cities that have never had any contact with me. i cannot for the life of me figure out how the e-mailers knew to cut me off.
then today a remnant of the first time around somehow got through to me. i went to the breakroom to cut up an apple, and when i got back to my desk, there was the e-mail pitching me toddler food.
would hans have been considered a toddler already? i thought after a year they were considered toddlers. he would have been nine months old yesterday. the tadpole would be 18 weeks tomorrow. this day suddenly sucks.
i've stopped counting milestones and anniversaries. all they do is bring back memories of lying on the ultrasound table and hearing the worst news of my life.
damn those baby food people for dredging this stuff up today.
justin is taking his buddy to a basketball game for his birthday tonight, and i had planned to go home and go to bed early. i'm sleep deprived from a week of justin going to work at odd times and more frequent, well, world-rocking than usual. but now i'm not sure i would sleep so well. maybe i'll go see a chick flick instead. anyone have any recommendations?

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I'm sorry. Computers have long memories, don't they.
I had the hardest time getting Amazon to stop recommending me books and toys similar to those I'd put on my wish list. It was a 'settings' issue, but still.
sigh...today I got a sample Pampers for my eight month old. (Never mind that Alex would be just over six months old.)
The movie doesn't matter...as long as there is good wine to go with it.
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