Today, i am permitting myself to fantasize that things will be easier by this time next month. It's a really nice fantasy, even though there are no ponies.
I work in a windowless office three floors down from where my one-year old son frolics - I hope - at daycare all day. I usually write this blog when I'm pumping. So it's mostly about my boobs, my baby, and berating myself when I %!@# up at work. It's a ten-minute festival of self-absorption. Enjoy.
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What an incredibly beautiful child you have.
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