Blogging. More than 500 unique visitors read my series on Jordan Holm this week. I am so grateful to Jordan for sharing his story, and I hope that readers got a good sense of who he is. I’d like to thank those of you who shared the links on Facebook—you are wonderful! The ratio of comments to visitors was a little lower than usual for this series, and I suspect that for many of you, it’s hard to know what to say, especially if you don’t know Jordan personally. Even if you weren’t comfortable leaving a comment, I hope that it made you think. I’m planning to do more human interest stories here in the future.
Lists. On Sunday mornings, I plan out the meals for the week and write a grocery list. I love knowing exactly what’s for dinner each night, and I only need to make it through Thursday, because Friday is take-out night in the Wilhelm family. This week, it was Indian food, and Linnea—who has always loved eating the plain basmati rice—ate the alu gobi, too. But back to lists. Perhaps my favorite list is the one that Josh has insisted that I write for him on a regular basis. That’s right—he asked for a honey-do list. I’d been feeling overwhelmed, and he reminded me (again) that he’s willing to do pretty much anything I ask of him. I am loving him, too!
Donuts. Well, sugar in general. It seems that this pregnant mama has entered a new phase in which sweets are of vital importance. Please, oh please, let my gestational diabetes test from last Thursday come back negative. This morning, Linnea and I went to our new favorite donut shop after our Sunday grocery ritual. We picked out a half dozen lovelies to take home, including a maple long john with a whole slice of bacon stuck in the icing, as well as some old standards. The whole way home, Linnea muttered, “No share donuts with daddy.” Apparently, she has inherited my sweet tooth.
Walking. Staying in shape this pregnancy has been such a challenge compared to last time. Two winters ago, I only missed one day of my two-mile dogs walks. This year, I’ve been lucky to go four or five days a week. When I was pregnant with Linnea, I also went to prenatal yoga twice a week. This time, I’m using my free time to work on my memoir. It sucks to feel less fit, but I’m striving for overall balance, and I’m doing quite well, given all that I’m trying to accomplish. So, when I do get out there to walk, I really, really appreciate it, even in the bitter cold, when my mascara runs all over my face because my lashes freeze. Hot.
Lullabies. I’ve been singing to Linnea at bedtime for most of her life, and in the last couple of weeks, she started singing along. It’s absolutely precious. She must have been storing away the lyrics carefully for months, because one day, she just opened her mouth and belted out a whole song. I often close my eyes while we rock and sing, and she’s picked up on that, too. When she’s particularly committed to a song, she closes her eyes and sways her head back and forth. She looks like a young, white, female Stevie Wonder. Awesome.
Any thoughts on blogging, lists, donuts, walking, and/or lullabies?
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