Today I got a lot done, especially compared to what a typical day involves for me anymore: changing, feeding, rocking, trying to sleep, rinse, repeat, etc.
I went to my chiropractor. I was all twisted up. My left leg was two inches shorter than my right. Now, I am feeling much better. I took Jonathan bundled in his car seat with me. He slept through most of it. Meanwhile, J.D. went to Walgreens for his H1N1 shot. While at the chiropractor's, there was a guy in the room before me, who they said had been in a motorcycle accident. The poor guy was crying and screaming. Since I started going to this chiropractor, I've heard a few men in that room yelling, screaming, moaning, etc. I wonder if women ever make those sorts of noises while at the chiropractor. (I doubt it). This guy was screaming more than I did all through my labor. Actually, I didn't scream at all. I did yell once, just to see if it would help. It didn't. It just made me out of breath.
Anyway, then we went to Target, where I found three comfortable nursing bras... Yay! It's difficult to find a good bra. P.S. Nursing is also difficult, but we're doing pretty good now.
That's it. I know, it's not much really. But now baby is crying with Daddy... so I must away to give him dinner. 
"Classic Winnie the Pooh" outfit. My alert, curious little boy.
