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Balancing Babies and Beta Angles

The day has come...to set my days of pajamas-as-actual-clothes, shower-maybe, baby-talk-instead-of-nerdy-talk, aside and return.to.work. Badge and all. Coffee at the ready. Only forgot one thing for daycare today. Already have dinner planned. Eyes may get tired after reading the 17 million missed emails.

But, overall,  life is so, so good.

My precious little baby Otto is sleeping through the night! My other precious baby Zara is bananas, but also sleeping through the night (ha!) And potty trained. All of these are huge milestones in my mommy book!

Life as a working mom marches forward, albeit a tad more planning with four of us Blackwells. Diabetes is back in my side mirrors and is holding pretty steady. Chris is still my bestest, best friend. We still have two doggos and a bad case of taco Tuesdays.

I miss my babies during the day but you guys, space is so exciting right now! The astronauts for the first US commercial missions to ISS were just announced last week (more on that soon!) and a new batch of Flight Directors too! There is no shortage of work to be done as we continue to push the boundaries of human spaceflight. In the process we are finding new efficiencies, less dependencies, and a fair amount of gremlins in our aging spacecraft - which may sound scary, but it only provides more opportunities for problem solving, my favorite part of the job! 'Do more with less' has become 'do more with that computer that launched to space before you hit puberty.' It's true. And exciting. And challenging, hooof! Soon we will be keeping track of three different vehicles bringing humans to and from the space station along with continued cargo missions, spacewalks, science, and Newton. It's easy to forget that there are so many moving parts to this whole operation and so many little-guy-Super-Heroes making it work.







Do you guys want to see another cute picture of Otto? Of course you do!

Oh, Otto, you're such a dreamy Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtle.

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