I can’t believe it, but H is half a year old today. It went so fast, but when I look back it feels like she’s been here forever. I’ve been so nostalgic the past few days, and I just could NOT stop hugging and smooching this little nugget today.
I’ve been off the grid since the first day of school, it’s been HARD.
I was doing fine last Tuesday when the teachers started back to school; Adam stayed home with H that day. I was doing great the first day of school, when H went to her sitter Diana’s house for the first time. But then I picked her up on Wednesday and realized she’d spent an entire day with someone else. She had a great time, but it felt so surreal to me. Then I got a horrible night’s sleep, woke up in tears about the daunting prospect of another day with this new reality, got through Thursday, and had a complete breakdown after putting her to bed that night. The time with her after school just went too fast. I’ve never cried so hard in my life.