A Sunday in September

It was a lovely, breezy, early Fall day in southern California today. I'm still amazed at how lovely the early Fall days have been lately. Tim went to Don-Don's to help him set up his TIVO. We love TIVO! So does Don-Don! He actually gave us our TIVO box and we have been big fans of it. I can even use it and that's amazing, given my technological imbecility (is that a word?) Well, this blogging thing is new to me. We'll see if I stick with it. My sweet little Julia, 10 weeks old today, is sqwuaking in her crib right now. Oh, I'm back to my pre-pregnancy weight today! Something to celebrate! I've never gotten 35 pounds off in 10 weeks after having a baby. I think it's happening partly because I'm sleeping better than with my other babies and it's a mental thing, too. I'm done having babies and I'm ready to shed all this baby weight that's accumulated around various body parts. Love handles they call them? (Yeah, I "love" to "handle" chocolate chip cookies from Carl's Jr., apple pie from Marie Callender's, chocolate muffins and scones from Beantown and bagels from Noah's -do you see the high carb theme here?!)Anyway, off to tend to my adorable sqwauking baby!

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dietcokegrrl said…
Congrats on losing the baby weight so fast!!! That is definitely something to be proud of!
November 7, 2008 at 8:32 PM
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