It is crazy to think that I “shouldn’t” even have a baby yet. My official due date is tomorrow, and yet, after almost three weeks of this life, I can’t imagine anything different. Sure, I fantasize about getting 4 uninterrupted hours of sleep, but still, we are starting to find our rhythm, this little girl and I.
Today is our first full day alone – my mom – Gigi – left yesterday. We don’t have any major plans, other than our walks around the neighborhood, which are a production themselves. First I get ready, then the baby carrier goes on, then the baby gets ready – and in the carrier, then Winston gets harnessed and leashed, and after the walk, it all happens in reverse, although usually with a sleeping baby.
Happy Monday, folks.