I've been spoiled. Lulled into a safe, cozy harbor of comfort by my dear mum who put her life on hold and came to do life here in Nashville for the past 6 weeks.
Groceries were on demand.
Nap times uninterrupted.
Hair washed on time.
Company for walks, late nights and meal times while Nate traveled out of town.
The poopiest of diapers changed (& with such willingness! I actually started to think I'd be doing her a disservice if denied the task).
Given my current, slightly disarrayed state, there is a chance I may have forgetten that I actually had to do this mum thing on my own! So very spoiled... Mum's visit was a gift, and like only mum's can, a great reassurance that I wont break the baby.
In return? Oh, she got hers... Theo had a surprising number of "unsettled" times that Granny just happened to know how to solve.
Mum left last Tuesday... Nate left 2 days later... From 6 hands down to 2....
.... I'm typing this in my pajamas.