The Girl With The Smile

Here are two random things I’ve been thinking about:

1.) I am pretty sure that while I was not looking and the doctor was mending me after labor in the hospital, she must have put a beanbag in my stomach. That’s the only way I can explain the total squishiness that is my abs right now.

2.) I am such a light sleeper and once I’m awake, I am up for good. This doesn’t bode well for someone with a newborn having to wake up every three hours. So I’m thinking…would I be able to keep a bottle of chloroform next to my bed and sniff it after every feeding to knock myself out? Kidding!

(Earrings and Shoes: Plato’s Closet  Shirt and Camisole: Old Navy  Jeans: Old Navy Maternity)

So apparently my middle son has inherited my flare for drama and slight hypochondria.

Here is something I overheard him say the other day:

“My arm hurts because my bone is trying to stick out of my skin. Stay in there, bone!”

I was freaked out a little at first, but when I looked at him he was fine. Yowza.

(Earrings: Cost Plus  Shirt: Plato’s Closet  Jeans: Old Navy Maternity  Shoes: instagram shop)

So, not to sound like a total jerk, but I can’t believe I had a baby three weeks ago. I am so ready to be back to normal. I want more than nothing to work out. How weird is that? I saw a nurse at my doctor’s office that had gone for a run on her lunch break and I found myself being totally jealous of her. Now when the time comes and my doctor does approve me to exercise, I’m guessing the burst of energy will probably only last a week, but it’s a week I’m totally looking forward to.