There are two things that I never thought would share a sentence.
So, this is what it's like to have your own office and pump. Not to shabby. I'm not really at work. I'm at home. My husband is playing basketball and my son is asleep. I had a busy day at work and I didn't get a chance to write my blog entry over lunch as usual. I'm pumping in my home office, which, believe it or not, I've never done.
There is a Blue Man Group special on PBS. It's annoying the shit out of me. I try not to dwell on it on my Blog, but I mentioned it once or twice, it's suspected that I have an adverse reaction to prolactin (hormone secreted while breastfeeding/pumping). Pumping and or breastfeeding agitates me to no end. So, maybe it's just the prolactin talking, but right now I feel like poking the Blue Men in their big white eyes Three Stooges style.
It's winter here in central PA. It came up quickly, because just last weekend we (ok, my husband) raked. Now there is a blanket of snow on the ground. Here's a picture of baby in his first leaf pile. Awwwwwwwww...