Here is my little clown baby, dressed in her crazy polka dot pants, feeling gravity’s pull.
Did you hear the clouds shake this morning when I, at the top of my lungs, cried, "PHEW!!" after taking another pregnancy test and having it read negative? Because they did.
I am so relieved.
Yesterday was one of those days when I felt like I really had my act together, like I wasn’t just a schlump on maternity leave watching free tv on the internet.
My house is gross right now.
The afternoon was young, the sun was out, and my baby’s tummy was full of milk. The timing was perfect for me to venture out for a stroll through my neighbourhood. I zipped Avelyn into her snowsuit.
The grey skies leaked all morning so we thought it would be a good idea to get comfortable on the couch:
and then bake some cinnamon buns that are bigger than Avelyn’s head:
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