This has been a good week. My friend of 18 years, Kristin, is here visiting from Calgary and we’ve been having a great time together. The girls are stuck to her like glue and she willingly obliges their requests for cuddles and unending rounds of hide-and-seek. It’s been a tiny taste of what life with a nanny would be like: an extra pair of hands to help round up the tantruming toddler while I chase the older kid who’s running into oncoming traffic, and I love every minute of her helpful support.

Our life paths have taken very different turns but when it comes right down to it we share a life-long connection and a love of food, and that’s all you really need. So yeah, we’ve just been talking and eating a lot and it is good.

I have been feeling marginally less nauseous lately, which is a relief. I’ve been trying to eat more protein during the day and it does wonders in tiding over the hunger which leads to the barfy feelings. Cheese strings, FTW!

My next post is up at urbanmoms.ca and it’s all about how my doctor thinks I’m fat. Check it out!