Baby blues or postpartum depression isn’t something people talk about often. Maybe it’s the shame of admitting that you’re not okay and you’re not constantly over the moon over your newborn while you see other parents post picture after picture of their new wrinkly small baby.
Clearly I’ve been slacking with my monthly updates of Madelyn seeing how she’s turning 7 months NEXT WEEK. Ack! I seriously have such respect for parents. I don’t know how parents work, meal plan, grocery shop, cook, wash the dishes, clean the house, spend time with their spouse, and keep a tiny human alive.
My favorite season is upon us! I love fall. The crisp air, light jackets, changing leaves, pumpkin and apple cinnamon everything, football. We just finished a family stroll this morning, made some pumpkin pancakes topped with apple butter, and currently typing this with a fall candle burning in the background. A perfect start to the morning if you ask me!