my first time
Here is a picture of me last Saturday morning. I was about to leave my house by myself (during the day, for longer than a half an hour) for the first time in FIVE months.
It was really fun.
It dawned on me last Friday that Nicholas can easily go 3.5-4 hours between nursing sessions. Couple that with him now eating some solids and we are a go for some solo mama time.
Patrick was game so I headed out a little before 10am, returning with bursting you-know-whats at 2pm.
I haven't really felt the urge to leave Nicholas (except on a few particularly hard days) but I know myself and I know that a little time alone can go a long way. I wasn't as crazy excited as I thought I might be...I was actually a bit unsure what to do with myself. Mostly I felt really thankful. (and I managed just fine, thank you very much.)
I wanted to document this day as it felt important. I also thought I looked kind of happy and peaceful in this photo which is exactly how I felt. How often does that happen? (not very, if you're me.)
p.s. I also used my maid of honor gift for the first time! Thanks Seester...I LOVE IT and felt very stylish all day. xoxoox