I can maybe finally make some shopping trips and perhaps indulge in a haircut (it’s been >2 years since my last one!).
And I almost forgot to mention this past Sunday I second shot a wedding at 5.5 weeks postpartum! I think I made the commitment before I found out I was pregnant and I couldn’t bare to back out but honestly, it felt so good to be out of the house and away for a day. It was the longest I’ve been apart from Emmett (8+ hrs) since his birth and truth be told I didn’t feel guilty one bit. The stir-crazy was real and spending some time apart definitely helped.
And as much as I enjoyed the time away and interacting with other adults other than Kallen, I also really missed this face.
He’s getting so big and his appetite shows no signs of slowing down. A part of me feels nostalgic for when he was so new and tiny but another part of me can’t wait until he’s more communicative and is able to sleep for longer stretches. There’s a good chance he might be our only one so I’m trying to cherish each milestones including little nuances like his cute but blood curling cries. When laying next to him last night I had a quick thought about him becoming a teenager and I almost broke down and cry. Days can be long right now with him but time seemingly flies by.