somehow over the course of a month, caylin has turned into one. like… leaps and bounds of progress in every area. at 5 months and 1 week she is * sitting up unassisted and playing with her toys - able to pull herself into a sitting position by holding onto my
holy crap, it’s been a year already. i feel like just yesterday i was freaking out about not only being pregnant, but how we were going to plan a wedding in less than a month! i still have the wedding planning spreadsheet in my google docs. and then i
this is me starting a new trend for myself. i’ve been emailing myself snippets of memories and saving them randomly in evernote but i’ve never actually PUT them anywhere (unless they turned into tweets). so this will be that repository from now on. too many little things have
and hatred (not a totally new thing). brett and i don’t fight or argue or even bicker often. i can count on one hand the number of times we’ve had a memorable upset. if and when we do, it’s over relatively quickly. like, less than 20 minutes.
that i am allowed to take care of another human being. i was laying in bed feeding caylin tonight, waiting for her to fall asleep, and my brain always wanders off in those 20 minutes when she’s in between the last 2 ounces and passing out. all of the