The days of a parent of a newborn are messy, filled with overflowing emotions, overweaning anxiety, overarching exhaustion, and overwhelming fluids. Yep, I said it. Fluids. While I swore long ago not to turn this into a blog of my newborn’s daily intake and outtake habits, I just want to record for a moment that I, too, struggle with the intake. With the outtake. With the spewing of said intake and outtake and almost-intake and can-you-believe-what-came-outtake of daily life.
At four months, I keep thinking that we’re about to round a corner. But after a week of five outfit changes a day for both baby AND me, I don’t think we’re even halfway down the block yet.
And that’s all I’m sayin’.