Today I went grocery shopping with my two kids. Just. the. three. of. us. And no one cried. That alone is worthy of a victory chant.
Today I also went to spiritual direction for the first time since Ben's birth. I had a good confession, compared the Virgin Mary to the mother of the 4 week old who's wearing her pre-pregnancy jeans, and was affirmed in my thought that circ* is not against the teaching of the Catholic Church, despite what various people tried to convince me of.
I also made my husband incredibly happy by saying I wanted homemade pizza for supper.
Tomorrow I'm off to LLL where I hope to find out that Ben and I do not have thrush. Fingers crossed.
PS Happy Birthday Doug and Stephani! And Happy Anniversary! Love to you both. :)
* edited June 2010 due to my discomfort in the large number of people who find my blog by googling a certain Jewish tradition for baby boys. Most of these people come from sources I am uncomfortable with.