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Thursday, February 19, 2015
Last year at this time I was bombarded with medical tests and screenings because of my "advanced maternal age." I still resent the label, but lately I've been worried that it may be rearing its head. Last night during dinner, Robby complimented me by calling me a "living artifact." Apparently having survived a childhood without a remote control television, gaming system and cable TV qualifies me. While I know that he did not mean it as a negative, I couldn't help but feel that perhaps it is becoming true. After all, I'm always tired!
Realistically I know that my age is not my only factor contributing to my fatigue. After all, my body is still recovering from two major surgeries. (I figure that I can rely upon this excuse until the first anniversary of my last surgery. After that time, I'm probably going to just have to admit that I am out of shape.) I am also working, managing home and school activities and worrying about my Dad. In short, I'm juggling more balls than a carnival performer.
Although I have a lot of reasons behind my fatigue, I would be remiss if I didn't reveal what is probably the primary factor. It only took a day or two for Hamlet to emerge from a timid crawler into a curious little mover. Having fully mastered the technique, he has been moving non-stop ever since! I don't remember Robby being this active, but I'm sure he was and I have just blocked it out. Of course it has been nearly 9 years since I was last chasing around a crawler, which brings me back to lamenting my age.
Timmy continues to wake up before dawn and is in constant motion until he collapses from
at 5:42 AM