It reminds me of when Kaiya was about two and a half months old and we were finally emerging from our cave for a few events like church and what not and I started to feel like a mom and not just some hapless woman this poor kid was stuck with. I guess there are times where you come into something, usually something you're already quite deep into, but it sortof starts clicking and meshing with who you were before and you get a picture of the new you. The merged you.
So as this second week draws to a close and I continue to stumble along, hopefully I will keep learning and changing. It's hard for me to say that last part, gosh I hate change, but this seems like a season of it. New baby and all. Lately people keep congratulating me and I never know if it's for the baby, the job or both. New life all around.