It’s been over a month since I updated my blog, but I have a very good reason for the brief hiatus. Our son, Quinn, was born three days after my last post. The past 32 days and nights are all blurred together. There is no early or late. There is only sleeping and not sleeping. Mostly the not sleeping. We’re starting to get into a routine… sort of… so I am finally able to articulate complete sentences again … sort of.
My life has changed drastically quite a few times, but this time was the best. I look down at Quinn’s sweet face, at this little tiny person, and I can’t believe there was ever a time when I was not his mother. I feel so blessed that he chose me.
Over the last month, between feedings and lullabies, I came up with zillions of new topic ideas for the blog. Yes, some are about Quinn and mommy-dom, but don’t worry. Not all of them will be about sleepless nights, spit up and poopy diapers. I have other good ones up my sleeve. Now, I just need time to write them. And maybe a little sleep.
Once again, things will never be the same. And we couldn’t be happier.
