Baby loves kale, Keratosis Pilaris, and life changes

My baby loves kale as much as I do. It's the first food she has cried for. I pureed a steamed golden potato with some kale for her. I refrigerated a portion of it for today and the rest is divided in the ice tray, along with carrots with rice, and apples with oatmeal.

She's had spinach already and did great, so I'm hoping another dark green won't hurt her belly. Kale is so incredibly good for you that I wanted to get her started on it early, especially since she is taking in more solid foods and (sort of) less breastmilk.

She actually nurses more than most babies at this age, even though she is eating so much solid food. I'm cool with it.

I had pasta with marinara and steamed kale and a side salad with balsamic. It was great...I'm still hungry though, but hoping that in a few minutes I'll feel full.

I've upped my water intake the last two days, because my skin was drying out so terribly and I was beginning to get bumps on my arms and thighs. Ugh. It's called, Keratosis Pilaris and is completely harmless, but unsightly. I've had it before and increased water intake, along with vitamin-A-rich foods helped quickly. I swear, it seems it shows during season changes from winter to spring and summer, but that could be a coincidence, because when it gets warmer, I get more active and therefore I may become dehydrated more quickly.

I miss making my own money. I've been an independent woman most of my adult life and it is a major adjustment to be a SAHM. It's damned hard sometimes, actually. It's a pretty lonely existence and I've found myself perusing jobs online lately...I don't even know if I WANT to go back to work though. I really, really, really do not want to put Kathryn in daycare, unless I absolutely have to.

Does getting a mental break count as "having to?"

Probably not.

Today is my boys' last day of school for the year. M graduates from high school tomorrow. I cannot believe this! My son is officially an adult. He's planning a big move to Jacksonville in September and I'm excited for him, but we have SO MUCH TO DO and only about 3 months to get it all finished. Craziness.

T has decided he wants to continue living with his dad, much to my chagrin. I'd rather have him here. I miss my boys. They're my sunshine and they are growing up and away so quickly. I wish they were little again so I could scoop them into my arms, dig in the dirt with them, and kiss their "boo-boos" again.

*sigh*

Such is life.