Monthly Archives: May 2014

Technical difficulties and assorted miscellany

Well hello.

I’ve been trying to write this post for weeks but wordpress has been mysteriously blocking me from typing its little composition box. I still don’t know what the issue was but this morning I finally sat down and scoured google and found some forum post from like six years ago that suggested turning off the visual editor (whatever that is) and now it seems we’re back in business.

Watch, now that it’s fixed it will retro-post the dozen or so drafts I’ve made in the meantime, all of which are some variation on:

title: “test4”
body text: “testing testing tessssssting WTF WORDPRESS YOU PIECE OF GARBAGE DLKJSDGKGKJFHSJKHFSKLDJFLSHJKGHFJKS oh fuck you i give up”

So, I apologize if your Feedlies get spammed with that.

Here’s what I’ve been up to:

Running: I ran my first postpartum race a couple of weeks ago! It was a very laid back Cinco de Mayo-themed 5k. So laid back that most of the participants were drinking at the bar beforehand. That seemed like a great idea until I remembered that I now have the bladder control of an excitable puppy, so I held off on the beer until after the race. Finish time – 24:45. I had hoped to hold 8-minute pace so I’m happy with that. With the exception of some huffing and puffing up a big hill at the very end, I felt pretty decent. I have no idea how long it will take me to get in back in racing shape but at least now I have something to chip away at.

Hairs: I hate the term “mommy chop” but I guess that’s what I’ve gone and done, isn’t it.

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Shoulder-length layers that can be worn wavy. My hair was super long before, which was great from a maintenance perspective (no styling required!) but far too accessible to tiny grabby hands. I told the stylist I needed something that was short enough to prevent constant baby access but wouldn’t need a blow dryer, and this is where we ended up. I like it well enough for now.

Baby: Annika will be three months old tomorrow!

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Everyone always asks whether she’s an easy baby. I don’t know how to answer because I’ve never had a baby before, but if I had to guess I would say she’s a medium baby? She’s not colicky or high-needs, but she’s not one of those super-sleeping, happy-cooing, only-cries-when-hungry babies either. In some ways she is super easy (she eats well, rarely spits up, has never had a diaper rash or really any health issue of any kind, will happily play independently in her activity gym) but we also have our challenges (her staunch refusal to sleep unless she has full frontal body contact with another human being, her unwavering hatred of the stroller and car seat).

But she is dang cute, that’s for sure. Her sneaky little smile is the sweetest thing ever. And this week she laughed for the first time, which just about killed me and almost made me forget about the epic three-hour bedtime battle the night before. (Almost.)

Babies, man. They’re tough little boogers. Which is why we need…

Beer: I got the best package ever from Marie.

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When I saw the box on the porch, naturally I assumed it was a baby gift but then when I picked it up it was so heavy. So delightfully heavy.

I am working my way through these carefully because my tolerance ain’t what it once was and the last time I had Arctic Panzer Wolf I nearly ended up in the lake in the Cheaper Than Therapy backyard. I’m saving that one for a special occasion.

Or maybe for the next epic three-hour bedtime battle.