and joined Weight Watchers. I know it’s only been 7 weeks since the baby was born. But I just can not stand this extra weight on my body. You see, I was always the skinny one in school. Heck, I got down to 96 pounds when I ran track! I didn’t gain as much with Wesley as I did with Ellie, thank goodness, but I have only lost about 20 pounds of it so far. Ideally I would like to be 120 again, but my goal is 130. Plus I feel so much better when my weight is down. I’m tired enough as it is without 25 extra pounds slowing me down!
I’ve only been on it 3 days. So far it’s been kind of hard. I’m used to eating what I want, when I want it, from being pregnant. Obviously that is how I gained the 44 pounds! I did much better today. I even went for a walk! Walked a whole mile, pushing the baby, who loved it by the way. He is going to be an outdoorsy boy for sure! In fact I brought him home and he took one of his longest naps yet; 4 1/2 hours!! Now if he’d only do that at night!
Managed to read a little more of The Glass Books for the Dream Eaters during the nap. It is such a delightfully strange book. Really liking it so far. Need to finish though so I can get back to Kristin Lavransdatter. Danielle started after me and finished before! I’m so proud of her! Am also back to working on Estella’s Revenge – look for an exciting announcement in this coming issue! I’m really excited about it!
It is so hard to believe, but I only have one week left at home with the baby before I have to return to work. It’s bittersweet; I hate to leave the little bugger but at the same time I feel like I will finally get a little bit of my life back. Which, of course, is leading to a few feelings of guilt here. But (hopefully) I’ll get over it. I have to make the $$$ too!
Plus I’ll be able to get back to my regular blog reading!
I hope to be able to finally find some time to exercise once I get back to work too. I have about 30 extra pounds I’d like to loose (I’m being optimistic here!) and the onsite gym is going to come in handy! And I might find time to read too! Wesley is having a growth spurt, which means feedings around every 1 1/2 – 2 hours. Including nights. It’s making him very fussy too! I’m one tired mama!
I’m still reading Kristin. Or rather I plan to get back to it after The Glass Books of the Dream Eaters. That is one strange, fascinating and hard to put down book. I will be glad when Wesley gets back to his eating every 3 hours schedule so that I might can read more of it. It’s hardback so it’s very hard to read it while holding and/or feeding him. I hope to get it done in time to count for the RIP challenge.
Check this out, first professional pictures of the siblings!
This is going to be quite a ride. I’m only 30 pages in and I have already found myself holding my breath on more than one occasion. I haven’t read a book like that in awhile! And it’s so huge!
Thank goodness Wesley is down for a nap. I see several hours of reading on the horizon!
WordPress has a new template, so you know me, I had to change. I’m digging the black!
A Certain Slant of Light
By Laura Whitcomb
In the class of the high school English teacher she has been haunting, Helen feels them: for the first time in 130 years, human eyes are looking at her. They belong to a boy, a boy who has not seemed remarkable until now. And Helen terrified, but intrigued is drawn to him. The fact that he is in a body and she is not presents this unlikely couple with their first challenge. But as the lovers struggle to find a way to be together, they begin to discover the secrets of their former lives and of the young people they come to possess.
Not the scariest book to read for RIP, but good nonetheless. This YA novel is basically a sweet, slightly sad, love story between two ghosts trapped here and they don’t know why. A pretty good, easy, quick read.
The library smells like old books – a thousand leather doorways into other worlds. I hear silence, like the mind of God. I feel a presense in the empty chair beside me. The librarian watches me suspiciously. But the library is a sacred place, and I sit with the patron saint of readers. Pulsing goddess light moves through me for one moment like a glimpse of eternity instantly forgotten. She is gone. I smell mold, I hear the clock ticking. I see an empty chair. Ask me now and I’ll say this is just a place where you can’t play music or eat. She’s gone. The library sucks.
Still working my way through Kristin Lavransdatter. I’m in part 2 of book 2. It’s slow going. I’m doing a lot of my reading while nursing Wesley and that book is just too HUGE to hold with one hand. So I’m reading an Agatha Christie novel whilst I do that. It’s tiny. Next up will probably be The Last Witchfinder, #3 for RIP.
The Book of Lost Things
By John Connolly
High in his attic bedroom, twelve-year-old David mourns the death of his mother. He is angry and alone, with only the books on his shelf for company. But those books have begun to whisper to him in the darkness, and as he takes refuge in his imagination, he finds that reality and fantasy have begun to meld. While his family falls apart around him, David is violently propelled into a land that is a strange reflection of his own world, populated by heroes and monsters, and ruled over by a faded king who keeps his secrets in a mysterious book… The Book of Lost Things.
An imaginative tribute to the journey we must all make through the loss of innocence into adulthood, John Connolly’s latest novel is a book for every adult who can recall the moment when childhood began to fade, and for every adult about to face that moment. The Book of Lost Things is a story of hope for all who have lost, and for all who have yet to lose. It is an exhilarating tale that reminds us of the enduring power of stories in our lives.
If you’ve been around here for very long, you probably know I have something of a “thing” for fairy tales. I love to read the originals. I love fairy tale retellings. And, when the mood strikes, I write them too; as my “novel” is something of a fairy tale retelling/sequel type thing that is stuck in limbo. For now.
Now I have a new favorite book for my list because this novel took my breath away. It was just the thing to pull me out of the reading slump I’ve been in since the baby was born. Didn’t hurt that I finally remembered that, yes, you can read and nurse at the same time! Duh! And thank goodness I read it; it’s my first read for the RIP challenge! I’m so woefully behind! This was delightfully imaginative, original and creepy! A must read at this time of year.
I can read on my stomach again! Yay!!
Obligatory baby picture below :)
PS: I am totally in love with that mouth. Isn’t it the sweetest?