I got up today thinking that it was 2pm and of course I was sad because I thought I lost practically the whole day. When I looked more closely at the clock I realized that it was only noon and I had lots and lots of day left :)
My young women's support group was much better tonight than either of the last two meetings. Of course the person with whom I don't get along wasn't there which made it better. The atmosphere was also different tonight, and I'm not sure why that was. It could have been the baby - one of the members has a month-old baby and she brought it in tonight - but whatever the reason, I felt really good coming out of that meeting. I hope that this continues over the next few months :)
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There's something irresistible about a baby that age. So helpless and cute but past that initial stage of looking marinated. Not old enough to cry constantly but not lying there like a lump anymore. You just want to pick them up and say stupid baby talk thinks. And the smells. Baby powder and unsalted crackers and newborn hair.
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