Having a baby makes me feel a little older, but having a back injury makes me feel decrepit. Today, for some reason I’ve been unable to move more than 3 degrees in any direction because of a shooting pain in my back. Since I can’t hold Tillie, I had to spend the day just looking at her. Of course, this pastime amuses me greatly. What can I say? I am her mother. Behold, the many faces of Tillie:
Monday, November 05, 2007
One Monthaversary
Two to the fifth power is 32, and today I turned 32 years old. However, contemplating that numerological factoid is about as much excitement as I can drum up for myself these days. Relative to Tillie’s one month anniversary of being born (yesterday, hooray!), my 32nd birthday is just plain boring.
Having a baby makes me feel a little older, but having a back injury makes me feel decrepit. Today, for some reason I’ve been unable to move more than 3 degrees in any direction because of a shooting pain in my back. Since I can’t hold Tillie, I had to spend the day just looking at her. Of course, this pastime amuses me greatly. What can I say? I am her mother. Behold, the many faces of Tillie:
Having a baby makes me feel a little older, but having a back injury makes me feel decrepit. Today, for some reason I’ve been unable to move more than 3 degrees in any direction because of a shooting pain in my back. Since I can’t hold Tillie, I had to spend the day just looking at her. Of course, this pastime amuses me greatly. What can I say? I am her mother. Behold, the many faces of Tillie:
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