Happy Happy Joy Joy!

The clog is well and truly unclogged, the blister has healed, the bruise is fading, and production is (almost) back up to where it was. Okay, the production's still a tad shy of what I was typically making before, but I attribute this to a) still recovering ducts -- it took over a month for Rightie to recover from mastitis and b) easing back into my regular schedule from the overdose of pumping I did over the weekend. I'’m still making more than she'’s taking, so it's all good.

I joined the gym today. This is not as big a commitment as it sounds like --– I get it free through work. But still, it's a step in the right direction. I hate exercising, but I'’ve gotten to a point where I hate my body more. It's not even the baby bits. It'’s things like my upper arms. Ugh. I told the (really very odd and sort of pushy) manager who was doing my paperwork that for me the gym is like AA -- I'’ve admitted that I have a problem and want help, but I'’m not sure I'’m going to make it. I am a bit afraid that exercising with any intensity is going to adversly affect supply -- right now her body is more important than mine. You get really funny looks when you tell people who work in a gym that your fitness goal is to tone your muscles but not burn any fat.

Also, keep your eyes peeled for an updated design sometime in the near future. And if you'’re a knitter, spinner, weaver, or otherwise fond of the fiber arts, you might enjoy my other blog.