This'll be a quickie because the microwave is chirping to let me know that my artichoke is cooked.
I'm noticing that I can eat a little more, although still not much. The good news is, I don't feel very hungry. The weight loss is slow but it's happening, and there's not much bounce. Yay for that - less mental torture.
Today was the Mother's Day Tea in the 4-year-old class at nursery school. Cutest thing ever - it's one of those rare moments of pure parenthood joy. The kids are singing songs about how much they love their moms, so proud to show us around their classroom and serve us cookies.
The teachers had photos of all the kids throughout the year, and there were several from when I read to the class in the fall.
Holy shit. I. Was. HUGE. I'll have to scan and post later. But really -- H U G E.
Word has apparently gotten around the school about my surgery (I haven't really tried to keep it a secret), because the teachers keep whispering about how great I look and then shooting me a meaningful look and saying, "And how are you feeling?"
