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I'm so excited, I can hardly stand it! We haven't been to see the Mouse since I was 32 weeks pregnant with the Chubby Cheeked Monster, so 2 1/2 years. That's a LONG time for people who live a mere 500 miles north of Orlando. I really need this trip, as I think I'm getting depressed. I haven't been depressed in a few years seriously, but I'm always watchful. I've already noticed that I'm grumpier and want to be alone more, and bummed out more easily.
Yesterday, I had a whole evening to myself. I went to Pilates (mat) and didn't have a good time. How strange is that?! Then I went to the mall and bought a few things for the kids and the Music Man, but not with my usual joy. Decided against taking myself out for a nice dinner because I wasn't hungry, then went to the movies and saw Nick and Norah's Infinite Playlist. It was a totally cute movie, and it made me laugh. I wanted to see Fireproof, but ElleBee suggested I watch that one with my husband. Practical, she is. So all told, I think I'm in a bit of a funk that I'm trying to keep from becoming a full-blown depression.
Now I must go, and I gave the baby half a banana as an experiment. She ate bits of it and is dragging bits of it across my hardwoods. Nice.
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I have to give you the World's Best Mother award for going to WDW when you were 32 weeks pregnant. Girl! I can't even fathom what that must have been like -- a lot of walking so close to delivery. Whoo!
Anyway, can't wait to hear about your trip. And, I'll keep you in my prayers regarding the depression. Keep exercising, keep eating well and keep blogging. :)
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