Week 27

We're home from Oklahoma. I survived a whole 3 days away from little man. It was nice and terrible all wrapped into one. (We won't even talk about the football game, yikes!)

I had forgotten what it was like to be Megan, not Mommy, for a few days. I could actually carry a purse instead of a diaper bag. I could have a drink (or 10) and not have to worry about nursing. I could sleep through the night (although I didn't.) I could get a shower without playing pee-a-boo and singing the wheels on the bus. I could put on make-up and eat meals with 2 hands. It brought me back to the ol' days. Days that I am happy to hand over for our 'new days.'

Thankfully we had a pregnant one in tow, a partner in crime to talk everything baby. Our group thought nothing of me hiding behind my hooter hider, pumping as we drove around town. I pumped the milk, Ryan threw it out the window. Team work. Great weekend, fun times, glad to be home snuggling.

Check out the baby belly on the right, Love!