My life is slowly starting to resume to some sort of normalcy and I say that with much hesitancy, since I have lost sight of what normal is, even for us. Nonetheless, I feel more normal when I can take the time to enjoy moments with my baby girl without looking at the clock.
We even went sledding last week to a whompum hill with big jumps. OK, they weren’t that big, but they were for my thirty-nine year old bones.
I haven’t had so much fun in years. I can’t wait for more of that. Maybe a snowboard next eh?