I slept with the window in the bedroom open last night for the first time. It was great. The slight breeze, the smell of trees and grass and flowers. Maybe, just maybe, spring is here.
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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