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So this weekend I said good-bye to my Facebook...forever?  I use a question mark, because I can't make any promises, but I would like to stick to this.  Why?  It's a constant distraction.  Smartphones are the best and worst inventions, but I hated having access to Facebook 24/7.  Literally, my cell phone is always an arms length away.  It's not like I have all the down time in the world, but I do have to pump 3-4 times a day (for about 15-20 minutes) and bottle feed 4-5 times a day, so there were many opportunities for me to cruise Facebook.  But when I look back to the memories I have with my child, I don't want Facebook to be in that picture.  So now, when I bottle feed, I spend time talking to Haley and really looking at her.  I would love to have the self control just not to look on there as often, but it became such a mindless habit, that it caused me constant frustration.  So no more Facebook.  And honestly, I don't miss it as much as I thought I would.  It's challenged me to reach out to friends in a more personal.  Not that I've been great about that yet, but I think a phone call, text, or email is more personal.  So we will see.

I had originally deleted my blog as well.  This was more difficult than I had thought.  I didn't realize how much I truly enjoyed it.  I downloaded all of my posted blogs as a backup file since it has so much info about raising my kidlet.  I got to reading everything I wrote and realized how much I loved it.  Maybe someday she will enjoy reading how crazy her momma is.  So the blogging continues...for now.  But once again, I am going to try to refocus on the important things which is my kidlet, family, and husband.  Blogging will need to stay as an outlet and not a distraction.

Now that that's cleared up....

Yesterday was an emotional mommy day.  I spent several hours going through Haley's clothes.  Boxing up what no longer fits and pulling out what does.  Apparently she is no longer in newborn or 0-3 month clothing.  In fact, she fits best in 6-9 month clothing now.  I guess that's what happens when your in the 75-90th percentile for height and weight.

The final thing I would like to share today is that I ran 3 miles!  I'm exhausted but it felt great.  I had great support from the ladies at the gym.  But I actually enjoyed it!  Turbokick class seemed a lot easier and went by a lot faster after running.  

Well that is all that I have for today.

Until Next Time....

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