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We've been up visiting my Mum and Dad. They have internet, but I tend to treat time up there as a technology hiatus, which I like. We came home on Saturday, to find we have no internet or phoneline, as the router got fried in some severe storms while we were away. And then, of course, it took our internet provider until Tuesday before they could get a technician here to sort it out. But we are now back online, so I am around the place. In theory. I am not online much at all at the moment, as I am trying to just slow down, and enjoy things, IRL. I am a reader, and a researcher, and it is taking a fair amount of will-power to actively fight against my urge to constantly research everything online. I am kind of glad that I didn't grow up in a Google-fed world. At least I got to know my way around my local library. When I am able to start walking again (ie when my c-section wound is strong enough to allow me to push a double pram), I am keen to start getting in the habit of taking Bear and Bird to the local library once a week. I am starting to go a little stir-crazy at home, just through lack of mobility and dependence on Mr, but I know it will only be a few more weeks, and I will be back up and running. I just have to take it slow. I am feeling really good, which in a way makes it harder, because I really don't want to overdo it and set myself back at all. I am also very protective of the wound, as I want to make sure I do everything I can to allow it to heal without complication, because I want it to heal as perfectly as it can, to reduce the risks of complications in future pregnancies.