You have a lot of time to think while you are shoveling 20 feet of snow.

Okay, maybe not 20 feet, but damn there is a lot of snow out there! I came to a few conclusions when I was out trying my best to earn a massage. The first thought I had as I watched my neighbors begrudgingly step out of their garages, shovel in hand, was "ahh. Must be naptime". Now, I full-well know that one of them has no kids, one has grown-up kids, and one was actually standing outside with her two kids who were using their little shovels to help. There was only one women out who I know has infant twins. It's amazing what having a baby will do to your mind.

My next thought was in relation to the timing of having a baby. Since Mason was born, I have been swearing off ever being pregnant during the summer again. It was 'okay', but being stuck inside the house with a newborn and watching what's left of the beautiful weather slowly disappear will definitely make you slip into a post-partum depression coma. Hmm. Anyways, I did find one GREAT thing about having a baby in late summer/early fall: Shoveling snow is a super baby weight-melting activity. Think about it. It is perfect timing. You have the baby, have approximately 4-5 months to recover, get used to your new life, lose the majority of your baby weight, standardize a routine and WHAM! here comes winter (this only applies if you live in snow belt hell). I have actually learned to like shoveling. It is a great calorie burner and if the weather continues to shit snow every week on us like this, I am sure to be back to my wedding weight in no time!

Finally, while humming the theme to Sesame Street in my head, (that Elmo CD is sure to be the death of me, ::waves:: HI CHRISSY) I came up with a couple FUN things to do to pass the time today:

Baby-hawk! He looks thrilled, doesn't he?

Don't worry, mama will get her bananas later. Only hers won't be in a mesh sack and they will be mixed with Jamaican rum and ice.