We've had a bit too much going on at home lately, so I have had little to no time to myself and hence no time to blog. My husband ruptured his achilles and has been on crutches for the last 6 weeks (2 more weeks to go). I am now even more in awe of single parents or those of you with a spouse who is deployed or away for long periods of time. It is hard to be the sole caregiver for a baby (and to take care of an injured adult on top of that).
If you haven't seen Sheryl Sandberg's post on Facebook about losing her husband, check it out. Her thoughts and advice and experience with such a tremendous loss will likely resonate. I particularly related to her loathing of the question "How are you?" I used to want to scream at people who asked me that. And I also loved how she said the following:
"Option A is not available. So let's just kick the shit out of Option B."
When I catch myself thinking of Option A (Lemon), I let myself dream of what she would be like, but also remind myself how utterly amazing it is that we have Blythe. I wouldn't want to think of her as Option B, but you know what I mean... arriving at B was not what we planned, but it certainly is sweet.
B, by the way, is SO big! I'm sure she is still in the 30th percentile somewhere, but she seems just huge to me! She is rolling over like crazy (I still panic when I see her sleeping on her stomach in the monitor), talking constantly, and just so much fun. She also has, in my wholly biased opinion, the best hair.