A rare moment on a Sunday morning where everyone is dressed.
I went back to work on Monday. It felt good. I even wore mascara. I missed these guys and it took me all day Tuesday to put our lives back in order from the weekend. But I’m grateful for my one-day escape. I feel like I’m adjusting to the new normal and it’s not so bad. (Except that part of my new normal is smelling like spit-up. Eck. )