I'm trying to get better at this thing.

I have either nursed or pumped my breasts  every 2-4 hours consistently for the last 3 months.  Shit sucks.  Breastfeeding is tough and you really have to commit to it.  It's become some sort of competition with me.  I'm determined to do it at least until Mo is 6 months.  Mostly because my milk helps her build immunity to diabetes.  I'd hate if she got it - it's the worst.  Word on the street is that if you live a raw diet for 30 days, it's possible to reverse diabetes, or at least stabilize sugars better.  I am hoping to give this a try at the start of the new year.  No way would I be able to be raw through the holidays.

The holidays are approaching and I've done really well with shopping early.  I am feeling way less stressed than usual for this time of  year.  I'm so excited to give everyone their gifts, it will be fun.

Ray and I are going to Chicago Friday to see Louis CK.  It will be the third time that Molly has spent overnight without us.  It is, however, the first time we will be out of town overnight.  I'm a bit nervous. I have the entire weekend off for some good face time with Ray and I can't wait.  We've both been working non stop since Mo was born, it'll be nice to enjoy each other for some time.

I have been weeding out a lot of "friends"as of lately.  Having a baby reminds me of when I was 23 and quit going to the bars all of the time.  It makes you realize who your real friends are, or who you just thought were your friends.  I've no time for any negativity in my life and when I find it lurking nearby, I quickly brush it off - or even write the person off and move forward.  My life has officially topped off with so much business, that I have no time for such things like, drinking all night, gossip, drama, or anything like that.  These things, I have found, typically are surrounded by going out to the bars constantly.  Since I don't go out - I really only have positives in my life.  It's really nice.  Working at a bar is difficult because sometimes the drama seeps through, however, I just brush it off and don't partake.  Waiting on people has always bowed well for interesting conversations, directly or indirectly.  Drunk people are funny and normally forget that the bartender isn't drinking and is not drunk.  It's comical at times.