Quiet

It's a miracle: Both babies are actually laying down asleep at the same time! That has not happened for more than 10 minutes in weeks! They've slept at the same time, but I'm always holding Owen in some form. Right now I am holding no one! Whoo hoo! So I sat down and had a cookie. Whole grain, oat, dark chocolate. That's allowed right? That being said, I am going to write a bit. Unfortunately, I'm having to re-figure my weight-loss strategy. It's been a week and it was appearing that all I have lost is my milk supply. Not that I had that much in the first place but for whatever reason, it was the first to go. Not the spare tire around my middle. My body is so messed up. Something about cutting calories is not sitting favorably and so I'm thinking that while I'll still keep counting them, and cutting back, I've got to focus a lot more on protein and not just low cal. And going to the grocery store will help that. Right now I don't have anything high protein except cheese. And while that's a good snack, it's also a lot of fat to eat at every meal! I've got lots of meat, but it's mostly in comfort food casseroles so that doesn't help much. So I'm rethinking a little bit and making a good grocery list. Some dear friends have offered to take all my kids tomorrow so that I can go to Fort Dodge by myself. Looking forward to that. However I might end up taking Nora because she's been struggling lately and I think some time on our own might be good. This friend has recruited another mom to help her because with her kids and mine there would be six. Makes complete sense to me, and I often tell people "well I wouldn't want you to be overwhelmed with all four" and I try to not leave Mike with all four. Then I realize, that's what I do all day, every day. All four, by myself, but I never even consider asking anyone else to do that. How do I do it? Not trying to toot my own horn, just wondering aloud. I think I live in such a daze that I don't often realize just what goes on here. I guess the answer would be grace. 30 minutes and there he's hollering again. At least I can count on him going back to sleep in the moby wrap. Thank God for my moby wrap. Now if only I could figure out how to wear one on the back too. :)