But I suppose before I get into that, I owe you all an explanation.
I’ve been gone for a while. Like over 6 months, awhile.
Tumbleweed in the desert.
Pins dropping–left and right.
“helping” with laundry
The longer I was away, the harder it seemed to come back! Where to start? How could I fill you in on endless stories and feelings and…ugh. There is so much to tell! And with each passing day, new stories and new feelings arose and I just couldn’t figure out where to start.
So I didn’t.
I was overwhelmed enough and something had to give.
It’s no surprise that my blog disappearance coincided with the dreaded event of going back to work. Oh and never mind that I started a second job at the same time that I went back to work…alongside my biggest job yet of MAMAHOOD.
But guess what? Today. Right now. I surrender and start anew. (hopefully with a new blog look, sooner rather than later!)
loving sand…especially eating it!
I have missed this place. MY PLACE! My space of documenting memories, keeping friends and fam in the know, and letting these littlish fingers vent. (No, my fingers never resumed pre-pregnancy size. Bummer.)
So the only explanation I have for my absence is that life got in the way of documenting it. Funny how that can happen! No regrets here…I wouldn’t take back one minute. Once I catch you up on my life as a mom to this incredible little boy, maybe you’ll forgive me. Let’s just say that the last 7ish months have NOT been filled with thumb-twiddling and Facebook-stalking. Okay. That statement is only 50% true.
I have continued to follow all of my favorite blogs, even though I haven’t commented. like–at all. I still love you and will try harder to be a better blend in the future (blogger+friend=blend…and I did not make that one up!)
could you be mad at this face?!
Now that I’ve somewhat explained-slash-apologized, I present this video recorded yesterday of my little munchkin. #hewasjustbornyesterday #WHAT
You will have no choice but to forgive me after seeing this sweet face.
1. My voice is annoying and higher (and whiny-er) than usual. I apologize and annoy myself…often.
2. Max is darling. duh.
3. Our little man loves his paci.
4. Yes, I know how many days old our son is. It’s a sickness.
5. Forgive me yet? Enjoy!
Max is 10 and half months and has been crawling backwards and “scooting” around on his sweet cheeks for weeks. But now. NOW. Crawling ain’t no thang. So proud of this little Boo Boo.
Until next time, loves! No promises, but let’s say…in less than 7 months? DEAL!