Caught on Camera

I realized last weekend that in the first 2 months of Jackson's life -- excluding any pictures my sister or sister-in-law took on their cameras- there are a total of 26 pictures with me and my baby- more than half of which are out of focus - and of the remaining half of those have other people holding him and my head popping out from behind. And of what remains, I'm partially unclothed (having just nursed) and not a picture appropriate for printing or framing.

Given that I have spent at least 95% of each day holding, loving or feeding this sweet baby, it's a little sad to me to look back at the pictures and see no sign that I was even around.

To help rectify this- Mr Price is going to make a concerted effort to take some pictures of the two of us. Such as this camera pic from last weekend:

Thin Candy Shell

You know when you receive a 'compliment' that really feels more like two back-handed insults with a smile? No? Let me give you an example, courtesy of my mom:

You know, you really look better now.. i hope you never get back to being as skinny as you used to be

Peel back the shiney veneer and read: "I think (1) you are chubby now (2) you used to look deathly ill." *wink*

comments like this are probably well intended on the surface, are mostly a delivery methond for a point/observation that was clearly long in the making. Well as it turns out, i'm still the same person whom you are bestowing your criticism (is it not gossiping behind someone's back when it is their former self??)... and that same person whom, while content with my current body, still cannot fit into any of her jeans (as much a point of finance as physique) and though not confirmed - work clothes, either. so really, a simple 'well, you look great' -- even if seemingly generic and cliche for what you may tell the mother of an 8-week old-- a much nicer option.

can't win for losing.

Prayer

Please let me never forget this feeling.

Shift Change

The first words I heard this morning after waking from an incredible
eight hour stretch of sleep: 'shift change!'
Mr. Price was kind enough to take Shorty last night for a slumber
party and give him all his feedings. So I slept downstairs and got my longest stretch of sleep since January 20. went to bed at midnight
and woke up at 800 - didn't move an inch all night. . It's amazing what a little sleep can do.
AM

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