East Bay Mom

My God, when Mari was born, I was mesmerized by her scent. I mean, I'd find myself just burying my nose in her neck and her belly and her shiny little toes and inhaling and thinking that she was absolutely delicious. I don't know if it was the baby powder or the baby lotion or the baby soap or the Dreft or just the baby or a combination of all of them together, but it was an elixir--an addictive, yummy elixir that would send me swooning.

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I've recently decided I need a double jogging stroller. No, really! I now live within walking distance of a super popular running and biking trail, and I can just see my Selling The House weight melting off as I pound the pavement in my Lululemon running pants, my ponytail perfectly in place, shoes gleaming white, my shiny Bob Duallie gliding ahead of me. Can't you? I really love to sit on my couch eating chocolate chips and think about how glamorous I'd look, especially how awesome my butt would look in those pants.

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I do not want to let myself gain weight this time around. At 8 months, Wanda has begun the process of letting me know we're through, at least where my breasts are concerned. She still humors me with a couple of feedings a day and unbeknownst to her I'm still feeding her breast milk disguised as rice cereal but the end is nigh and my butt is making room for major expansion.

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As many of you know, I’m a leukemia patient/survivor. I say patient slash survivor because I am still in treatment. I always will be. My disease is chronic (chronic myelogenous leukemia) and I manage it with a pill I take every day. I had to go off that pill while I was pregnant with both Alex and Nora, which was a little risky, but obviously completely worth it.

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