Last Day in November

Its been a hectic week. Thanksgiving was wonderful. We shared the day with some friends from the museum (where I work). And having the long weekend with my boys was just what I needed. I wonder how Kellan feels when he doesn't see me all week. At the weekend we're never apart. I'm with him from the moment he wakes until I nurse him to sleep at night. Does he notice my absence during the week? I worry that he misses me every morning when I kiss him goodbye. He always seems pleased to see me when I come home, but not especially bothered or relieved. His Dad gives him everything that he needs, he is incredibly nurturing and fun. Kellan lights up when Nic walks into the room. But then, as Nic points out, he lights up when I walk into the room as well. He's just a lucky boy with two incredibly loving parents. He's never known daycare or separation from us. He's happy and secure in his life. That's a good thing.

Our holiday shopping is complete, I decided to be "on the ball" this year. With a 9 month old, you've got to get things done whenever possible. But instead of being a mad rush, we were finished with our Christmas cards and gift shopping a week before Thanksgiving. Now that's organised!

I'm still working on that post-baby figure. I'm in a size 6 now, but prior to Kellan I was a 1. Now, I'm aware that my hips have expanded and a size 1 is no longer in the cards, but a 4 would be nice, and no more pudgy bits around my middle, hips, and lower back. Its just gross. So we're not there yet. And the holidays aren't helping. Too much good food. Nor is my husband helping with his weekly cakes, cookies, and ice cream. I am tempted! He's so thin, he doesn't have to worry, but I'm still trying to drop these last 5 lbs or so and its a struggle (she says after just having eaten 4, yes 4, cookies from the break room -- darn staff meeting days!).