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Like maternity leave...

BUT SO MUCH HARDER!

When I was home with the girls, it was so so SO hard to have the two of them, wanting to give them both attention and keep a schedule together for C while I figured out V's rhythms. But at least we could go to the park to burn energy or to the zoo to have an adventure. It was hard, but we weren't isolated.

My heart feels so much for the new mamas who find themselves in isolation, trying to figure it out without their complete support system and supportive environment. We love our family walks, but it's not the same as going over to nana and papa's for a pool date or going up to the cabin for a change of scenery.

Instead, we are in a loop of days that look similar (which I guess is a good thing, we're developing new rhythms) to the point where they are all blended together. I no longer measure the passing of time by the work/home days but more so by if I'm getting a Class DoJo notification to have C work on homework. I've given myself the grace to accept that watching YouTube videos is fine. We can do both. And she loves Science Max videos on YouTube (highly recommend). The less emphasis I put on it, the less of a situation we have when I try to get her to do other things.

V is growing like a weed. She now sits at the table for meals and eats little bits of whatever we're having (last night she had salmon, couscous, roasted cauliflower, and blueberries). She has settled into a more predictable rhythm for her rest times and bedtime. She is the happiest baby and I love watching her play with C and Porch. Her giggle is everything. :)

Sourdough starter is chugging along, trying to figure out the rhythms that go along with that - haven't made a loaf yet but used the discard for some biscuits. Baby steps!

In short, these are hard times and it's okay to find a rhythm and have to adapt. I'm thankful to be quarantined with my squad because as introverted as I am, I think I would crack if I were alone. Especially if I were alone with a new baby. Be so gentle with yourselves, friends. There are brighter days ahead and if we can stay home now, we can all get together later!

xo


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