This feels like a big week for me personally. I'm getting so used to having my baby in my arms that it feels strange to not hold her. And she's getting so used to my arms too. We are learning to move together in that very intimate mama-baby kind of way. It's just glorious. I'm starting to be able to learn her cries, cues, and preferences. At the same time, she very clearly knows me- she stops crying when she's handed back to me, even if I'm not entirely ready to nurse her when she wants it. I am mama. I am comfort. She is my baby love.
With that stated, I realize how grateful I am for the history that I have with Josie. I've loved being her mama every second that I've known her. She is my constant reminder that life evolves and this baby stage, while lovely and fleeting, simply leads to more fun, challenges, and love in the future.
Yoga Teacher. Thinker of things.
Sometimes I just need to empty the contents of my brain into words.