I have mastered the art of carrying a baby in a sling. Rachel is nestled in one right now while I type this with two hands! Anya is happy happy in the swing. Whoohoo! I have a few minutes of baby-free peace.

Weighed myself this morning. 242! 15 more pounds and will be back to pre-pregnancy weight. Then I get to start up the hill of dropping anouther 50 or so pounds. I have been walking the girls to Jeff's work in the afternoons, about a mile there and a mile back. I can feel it in my butt and thighs. I love that feeling. But what is so great is that I don't feel it in my heart like when I was pregnant or when I was super fat before then. No matter what, I will never ever see 300 pounds on a scale again. I hate the way it makes my heart pound and my lungs huff huff. So how long will it take me to drop these 15 pounds? Hopefully no more than 6 weeks or so. Then I might might be able to fit into my old pants again, which I really would like to because the maternity pants are falling down down and I shouldn't be buying interim clothes.

The daycare situation was looking bad last week when we found out that the daycare we had been on a list for since we got pregnant would not have two spots for us, only one. Now we are interviewing a nanny on Sunday. I spoke to her on the phone and she seemed very sweet. I hope she likes us!!! We will see.