My girl is home! It’s great to see her, but she’s understandably disoriented, and has been veering between hysterical laughter and mad crying fits since I got back from work this morning. Currently she’s being soothed off to sleep by my poor mother, who must be exhausted from three non-stop weeks of insane granddaughter antics.

Other than getting through two huge days, finally seeing my accountant yesterday (surprisingly pleasant), and deadlifting the equivalent of my body weight this morning, there’s not too much to report. I have a suspicion I’m going to be sore tomorrow, but I only have two hours of work to deal with, so I think I can manage. Then dumplings!

Today I’m loving: being a mama again