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He’s going down so much easier these days. Thanks, daycare. This morning he fell asleep within minutes after I picked him up from his jumperoo. Even a few weeks ago, I’d have to rock and rock and rock-bounce, rock bounce bounce until he slowly closed his eyes. He’s growing up before mine. I held him for a long time anyway, they way we used to. It’s scary I have to say that 3.5 months in – used to. His warm head resting under my chin, it amazes me how well we fit together like branches growing in and around each other.
In two months, Pat has a work conference in Orlando and his boss wants me to go, but it means I’ll have to leave our boy for a few days. It’s a hard balance: Me and Pat; Me and Jack; Me and Pat and Jack. But Jack’s Nana is going to fly down and take care of him. I’m excited to go on an adventure with my guy again. It will be good for us. We’ll both miss Jack horribly. Pulled in multiple directions: motherhood.
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