And the beat goes on...

I've been back at work now for 2 weeks, and we're 6 weeks away from our big move.  I feel like I'm in the center of a tornado, and there are little paper to-do lists, dirty laundry, unanswered emails, and toys flying around me.  I keep feeling like I'm forgetting something important, paranoid that I've left my breast pump at home and only realizing it after I'd driven an entire hour to work.

I ended up having a surprise minor surgery last week, and truly the biggest disappoint was that I didn't feel like I had the time for it.  I rested, was nursed back to my usual self, and headed straight back to work the following Monday.  

And then there's this: my fat, smiling baby Anders.  He coos and giggles, and chews on his hands when he's hungry.  Anders is happy to observe and isn't much of a complainer.  

The beat goes on, but I'm lucky Anders reminded me to pause, even if it's just for a few minutes to write this blog.