Today I have a milk clog in my boob and my first 5k in more than six months. I’m furiously trying to pump out the clog because that + a tight, sweaty sports bra seems like a great way to get mastitis.
It’s astonishing how much a plugged duct (#metalbands) can hurt, but once you unplug it, the pain goes away instantly. So, um, there’s your scary TMI breastfeeding fact of the day. (UPDATE: I think I got it!)
Since having Codie, I’ve gotten out of the habit of daily writing and reading, and so to try and regain some of my former intellect, I thought I’d CHALLENGE myself to read and write something every day this month. (I know, weak, but bear with me.) On the blog, I’ll keep you up to date with what I’m reading, and I’ll post something scary every day until Halloween.
Of course if I am unable to follow through with this challenge, we’ll just pretend it never happened.
What I’m reading right now: Assassination Vacation (2005, so I’m a little late to the party on this one) by Sarah Vowell. She travels around the United States, eagerly researching the assassinations of U.S. Presidents. It’s funny and educational, and it’s an easy read so I can handle it on any amount of sleep.
Today’s scary thing: the aforementioned milk clog because those of you who’ve had one know how much it sucks (LOL?), and those who haven’t get a nice disgusting mental image to carry with you for the rest of the day.
And a bonus scary thing: this old thread from reddit, two-sentence horror stories. I was reading these in bed the other night and I was too scared to go to sleep. This one in particular stuck with me:
I begin tucking him into bed and he tells me, “Daddy check for monsters under my bed.” I look underneath for his amusement and see him, another him, under the bed, staring back at me quivering and whispering, “Daddy there’s somebody on my bed. – justAnotherMuffledVo
I’ll be back tomorrow (or never!) with a dodgy race report and more equally-stimulating blog content. Have a great day!