Once upon a time we were supposed to move into our new apartment on a Wednesday night. Instead I decided I would rather snuggle with my little girl than do boring things like moving. We are only staying at the hospital for 24 hours (read: law school drained all of our money and so we are being cheap) and we were going to go to our new place and sleep on an air mattress because we don’t have a bed yet tonight. My cute aunt who lives in the area would not let that happen and so we are lucky enough to go stay at her house.
Brooke is already so easy going that she likes the idea of bed hopping for the next few days.
Remember how for the last thirty-some weeks you heard all about how my life revolved around eating for two people? Well, now just readjust to hearing about how breastfeeding requires at least 9000 calories. Billy, I can’t wait for you to bring me trays full of food every 3 hours once we leave the hospital. Your professors will understand.
Eating lunch with my mom just like the good old days in Utah.
PS Brooke thinks that we live in a different hemisphere and that we should sleep all day and party all night. I am actually more than okay with this schedule, it makes life interesting.