I realized yesterday, that since the birth of Elizabeth, I spend my days constantly thinking about five steps ahead of myself. I have to take full advantage of her naps and think way ahead into my day in order to get anything accomplished–like a shower, a load of laundry, making a salad for dinner, or writing a thank you note or two.
I’m doing my best to keep my dryer quiet this time of year and take full-advantage of the clothesline. With all the "green" publicity this Earth Day, I’ve realized how much little changes make a difference.
I’ve dumped my plastic grocery bags in exchange for these and I’m trying to get as many loads of laundry on the line as I can. But even this takes lots of coordination–during naps, getting Emma and Mary dressed because no doubt they’ll want to accompany me, having the load washed and ready to go out. (And usually the clothes don’t make it off the line until close to dark!)
I’m just over the two week mark with breastfeeding Elizabeth and I have to confess that it’s really hard. The lactation specialist–my new best friend, a busty woman with a Scottish accent–tells me Elizabeth’s going through a growth spurt which explains her need for what feels like contast nursing. (I’ve never been so up-to-date on world news or Oprah in my lifetime–with all the time I’m spending in the comfy chair by the TV.) I know things will eventually even out, but man it’s consuming right now. Especially when I have two little ones running around my feet longing for a little attention, too.
Emma had the horsey pair above set up in the bathroom window the other day and I thought, "Lucky you, Mrs. Mare. No worries about proper latch-on, cradle holds, milk supply or plugged ducts. You just walk along, grazing here and there as your foal suckles away. Piece of cake."
But, as my mom always says, "this too shall pass." I’m counting on that.
And if you have the chance, I just posted one of my favorite recipes for Walnut Raspberry Salad Dressing over on the farmers’ market website. Check it out…