Earth Day

Earth day came and went, and I did nothing to honour it. Does that make me a bad environmentalist? I even went to the grocery store and forgot my canvas bags. ON EARTH DAY. I felt tremendous guilt.
I’m also trying to convince my husband to have more children. I’ve officially fallen off my hybrid wagon. At least I went outside and played.
I desperately want to post something intelligent, anything at all that doesn’t talk about my kids, or my boobs, but I’ve got nothing. I am still trying to get some volunteer work done, working on some craft ideas, and attempting to talk my husband into making some cute childrens furniture but nothing is yet blog-worthy.
Speaking of my boobs (what? I mentioned them in the above paragraph) the drugs aren’t working, Claire-bear still hasn’t gained weight, and I swear to God I’m developing thrush. Again. On the plus side, she hasn’t lost weight either, so we’re holding steady I guess. And I’m taking considerably fewer pain killers so I’m either getting tougher, or am in less pain from this breastfeeding business.
Hey, Steve just told me that Quebec City is 400 years old this year. That’s cool.