Thank you so much for your great suggestions and links for my photography endeavors. I think I stumbled on the perfect name yesterday, but I'm letting it sink in for a bit before I commit. Okay, who am I kidding? I haven't had time for bathroom breaks recently, let alone contacting my peeps for design.
Work is hoppin' right now, on both the writing and pictures side. I have to admit, I kind of wish these babies were spaced out a bit more. I feel a bit rushed. Not by their moms, but just by circumstance. I sort of maniacally plow through them the first chance I get and then look up to discover it's nearly midnight. But then again, I guess that's a sign that I love what I'm doing.
The bummer of it is that I can't share with you all the name I chose. This effin' anonymity thing is a bitch.
Particular mad props to Amber at Little Moon Photography for unknowingly passing along the towel-as-newborn-prop trick. It just so happened that my girls' bathroom towels matched the decor of today's baby shoot.
Live long and prosper... I swear I'll get back to posting more soon. For those of you who miss our regularly scheduled programing about girl parts, I will offer up the following:
1. All the signs and symptoms of ovulation (read: acne, bitchiness, headaches, bloating), with none of the red. Self-diagnosis: more adhesions.
2. As per above, I'll apparently need to get another HSG done, and then I'm assuming more surgery. But surgery involves hormone therapy. Which doesn't mix with nursing. So... ixnay on the urgerysay until Caroline's weaned. I guess. I mean, that's all I can figure. Anyone wanna play doctor with me?
