We solved the whole bottle problem with Allison.Â Actually, let me rephrase that…Julia, my sister-in-law, solved the bottle problem.Â It seems that Allison prefers WARM milk over butt-ass cold breastmilk from the fridge.Â It takes a genius to figure it out?Â
Sometimes I feel like we are incompetent as parents…
Tonight I am dropping Allison off at Eric’s work, so I can go to track practice at 5:30 p.m.Â I am excited about spending an hour with people that do not shit their pants and will not puke on me while having a friendly chat.Â I have milk pumped and ready to go.
I am already feeling a thousand times better running than I did before.Â Last night, I had a 10:30 pace mile.Â I could not believe it.Â I am still not even close to as fast as I was, but I am already getting better.
Well, Milkface is taking a nap and I think (hope) I will do the same.