Tuesday, June 5, 2007
No, not from work- my underappreciated right boob has finally given up the ghost. Twenty minutes and a TRICKLE? THIS is what you give me? Not a crisis yet, but we're getting close. Shape up, right boob. Yes, life is hard- the boy certainly has abused you (repeatedly turning his head to watch the fan comes to mind). But that's what we do. We feed the boy. And someday, if we're good, we'll get 8 hours in a row off to sleep. That's the best I can offer. COME BACK!!!