Current Book(s) -- I'm not reading anything at the moment. First time in my life? I was reading three books a week in June and then... well, everything changed in a good way, but my reading time got a severe hit. I got about halfway through The Song of Achilles after Caroline was born, but then someone else requested it at the library and I couldn't renew it and I knew I wouldn't be able to finish it in two days so... alas. I need to get some books on the Kindle, because I think it would be easier to read one handed. And extra hands are something I could use these days...
Current Playlist -- Lullabies, white noise, and Vivaldi's Four Seasons during awake time. Also NPR, which Caroline finds very soothing. Perhaps because she listened to so much of it in the womb during my commute?
Current Shame-Inducing Guilty Pleasure -- Bunheads on ABC Family. Whatevs. It's great.
Current Color -- Pink. What else?
Current Drink -- Sticking with the iced water with lemon. I guzzle it. I'm so thirsty these days.
Current Food -- In addition to be thirsty, I also be HUNGRY. Like, ravenous. I'm still eating a lot of my go-to pregnancy snacks: trail mix, string cheese, granola bars. But I'm also eating pretty much anything else I can get my hands on. David's been great about doing the cooking (which is nothing new) and we're still eating lots of garden-goodness, including homemade salsa. Nom.
Current Favorite Show -- Still with Veronica Mars. But I also watched the first season of Episodes (which was on Showtime). It's hysterical.
Current Wishlist -- I'm going with the superficial version of this answer: Clothes that fit. I'm cycling through the same three tank tops, stretchy capri pants, and elastic waist skirts.
Current Needs -- A laundry service. See the limitation of three outfits, add bath towels, baby clothes, sheets, blankets, cloth diapers, David's work clothes and his gross work-out clothes. Multiply times HOW THE HELL DO WE PRODUCE THIS MUCH LAUNDRY?
Current Triumphs -- We're cloth diapering! This is day 2, so it's not like I can claim success. But you've got to start sometime, right?
Current Bane of my Existence -- The non-existent storage at my house. Somehow this very cute, perfectly lovely home was built WITHOUT a pantry or a coat closet or attic space or a basement. When we had a spare bedroom, none of that mattered because we had enough space for the overflow of coats, off-season clothing, wrapping paper, and other miscellany. Now that a certain Little Miss has moved into the guest room (yes, we've started putting together the nursery--more on that later) and brought an assload of clothing and accessories with her while at the same time eliminating the under-the-guest-bed-storage... Well. We need to find a home for all the stuff that she has displaced, and so far it's stacked in the dining room. We are swimming in plastic storage containers and have nowhere to store them! Ah, these are the problems to have. Let me tell you.
Current Celebrity Crush -- Still with Logan Echolls on Veronica Mars. Also, if you can have a crush on a couple, then I have a crush on Blake Lively and Ryan Reynolds. Are you KIDDING me? Most beautiful couple ever?
Current Indulgence -- My mother-in-law gave me birthday money when she visited the baby, and I hit Sephora when we stopped by the mall (so she could buy the baby a St. Louis Cardinals outfit). Tarte make up is free of the yucky-stuff that I try to avoid, and cruelty-free, so it's my new favorite. But it's pricey. Hence the indulgence.
Current #1 Blessing --
Current Outfit -- Nursing tank (white) and yoga capris (black). Evidently there's only room for one fashionista in this house, and she is currently rocking this outfit (thanks, Vicky!):
Current Excitement -- I bought a groupon to a drive in movie theater so we can see the new Batman movie! Isn't that fun? Fingers crossed that Caroline cooperates with our plan. Now the challenge is staying up for a movie that starts at 9pm...
Current Mood -- Swinging. Most of the time I feel pretty content. Then I'm totally overwhelmed by the laundry and lack of storage issue. Then I'm feeling teary-eyed because I'm SO lucky and my baby is SO gorgeous and amazing and brilliant. Then I'm worried that she's not getting enough to eat and these cloth diapers are so big that they are going to make her bow-legged for life and OMG I haven't looked at her for five minutes is she still breathing? Then I'm totally offended because I swear David rolled his eyes at something I said. Then I'm melting because there is nothing sweeter than seeing him holding Caro (see above for evidence of this). Then I feel guilty because the dogs aren't getting enough attention (and they are not getting walked in this godforsaken heat). Then I'm exhausted because I'm responsible for sustaining the life of another human being with nothing but my boobs and that kind of freaks me out. And then I'm just feeling hungry.