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.
This past month has honestly been a blur. I went back to work beginning of July, we celebrated Maddy's 100 days, went to LA to celebrate a good friend's wedding, went through one of Maddy's sleep regressions, started sleep training her, and then ZAP she turned 4 months this past weekend!
These past couple of months have felt long but have also zoomed by in the blink of an eye. I can’t believe I’m already heading back to work! I have such respect for all working moms out there whether you're full time or part time. How in the world do you stay awake let alone actually DO work?!